Letters
BabyTron
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(Hokatiwi) Yeah This a letter to the money, dear moola, shit I love you Damn with my back against the wall I know I that can trust you I might take you out the stash and stack you just to hug you Still like the first time we met I get butterflies when I touch you This a letter to the Wock', I'ma drop you in a pop I'll drop you when it's cold, I'll drop you when it's hot No matter how much you cost me, I'll always have you around Quagen, Trisha can never be you and try to snatch the crown This a letter to the 'Za, gon' stuff you in a 'Wood I be stressing, but it's cool, gon' puff you 'til I'm good When its me and you I'm on a different wave length They say you kill cells, but I think that you get my brain straight This a letter to my ex, I know you feel dumb Just a ordinary bitch with a regular life Hoping that your days go bad, like why would I tell you goodnight? Imagine fumbling BabyTron biggest L in your life This a letter to the Juggs, its time to move on In the booth or doing shows I found a new road, I hope you happy for me Hopefully when this shit over it's a happy story Look, this a letter to the haters, you don't get paid for it Two-hundred thousand likes you mad 'cause my pape' scorching? They hit your bitch of off a stare you mad my face scorching? Nah, I think y'all really pissed 'cause y'all pape' shortage This a letter to my Baby Scams, it fucked me up that you ain't around to catch a jack It fucked me up that you ain't around to catch a flight It fucked me up that you ain't around to send a site If you was here I knew you would've shroomed up with me If you was here I know you'd go and suit up with me If you was here you would've bust a new jugg with me You was on what I was on, would've went pull of a stunt with me This a letter to my Family, happy that y'all proud You know me and how I get I couldn't let y'all down I told y'all school wasn't the one for me Now I post a venue, thousand people they gon' come for me This a letter to the Gang, you know I got y'all Same Jimmy, same Tron before I popped off Every time we hit the stage, its time to rock out All that grinding but its time gang, yeah we got now This a letter to my little yeah, you know what it is They can't f*ck with you, they can't f*ck with us Twenty-thousand between both our fists no they can't stomach us You know that I f*ck with you, you up there with my double cups This a letter to the Fans, all the supporters I'ma reach the finish and keep running nothing shorter (nothing shorter) Don't forget without y'all, I wouldn't be nothing And keep cheering for me promise y'all ain't see nothing (Yeah, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Milita) (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) (They still can't f*ck with me This shit is not changed, I don't think its gonna change Matter fact I know its not gonna fucking change Whew, whew, whew)
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