Tyga

[fox69]

"Chi-Raq To L.A."
(feat. The Game)

"Chi-Raq To L.A."
(feat. The Game)



[Intro:]
187

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Know some Hoover niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide, when its drama time
Niggas thinkin' that they MCs
Can't get touched, well its hammer time
Who the fuck is Lil Durk?
I dust you like ash and purp
Your flow wack, my flow crack
Got marble floors, your floors crack
Got rap shit, mice traps
These niggas broke, need ankle wraps
Don't ride around in LA, if you ain't come on Jet with the strap
My niggas 52 Orange roofs, orange coupes, Ciroc orange juice
Trel said fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon
H rat, shout out ScHoolboy Q, still my dog
You're a real one, I owe you
Shot at them niggas when you heard the news
If your daughter ever need something, don't hesitate I got you
Posted up on sunset at the House Of Blues like it's all cool
Might get trapped in Vegas too, call Mally Mall he with Big U
I might be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the field
20 million, LK real
With Yeezus in that SLR, T Raw upper echelon
No Lil Jets just G5's
Free CB, H Rat
Lil Punch and baby Nitty
My Maybach cost 2 chickens, you ain't got one? Don't talk my language
I’m king shitting on yo bitch
Southpaw and we in the gym
Tryna be a baller? End up like Flip in "Above The Rim"
You too small like Smeagol
I’m swatting the mosquito
I’ll put you under the earth now it’s a garden on your tombstone
You shit stain teenagers, barely teething on hundos
I'll hold you like the slave you are, all my whips mayo
You from Illinois? I'll bring the noise
You ain't platinum? Don’t talk to me. Grammy nominated? Don't talk to me
20 Million? Don’t talk to me
It's levels to this shit boy, you basement, Don't talk to me
You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you fall asleep with!

[Verse 2: The Game]
Ain't got no time for this rap shit, Blood Money, Cash Money
Ain't got no time for this rap shit, Cash Money, Blood Money
Ain't got no time for this rap shit, rap money, drug money
I'm straight nigga, straightjacket!
Yo Trel let a nigga hit him with a ratchet
Big U let a nigga get some matches
I'ma torch the building this La Familia
Pull up and spin a nigga backwards
Light it up, smoke a nigga like a Backwood
(Gotta channel DMX)
Coming through with my dogs (grrrrrr)
That chopper going through walls
This beef shit? That's me shit. Pull up bangin' that Meek shit
That monster truck pull up side of that Benz?
(Niggas ain't saying nothin')
Choppers aimed at yo whip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't saying nothin')
Cash Money, Family Hustle like Tip, nigga!
(Niggas ain't saying nothin')
Come through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga!
(Niggas ain't saying nothin')
T Raw? I got you, don't trip, nigga!

First off lemme go on 40 Glocc again
Talk about my kids on Instagram?
Nigga must wanna get his ass socked again!
Tell a lie like I pulled out a Glock on him
Don't make me resurrect Pac again!
You ScHoolboy like Kendrick and Top and them
Have a bitch nigga running to the cops again
It's all Gucci Mane, Waka Flock and them
(Green Light)
That mean go nigga, if you ever see this ho nigga, on mama nigga it's a
(Green Light)
From where my nigga died to Riverside, even your niggas know it's a
(Green Light)
Better run through the red ones, fuck around and be a dead one
(Jump in the middle of beef, cause I don't like no one)
(Step behind these bars and I don't write not one)
(Niggas bumping they lips but they don't like no guns)
(Just close your eyes and that light gon' come)
I don't fuck with no new niggas, they like to sue, no woo nigga
Tyga hit me like "Durk dissing"
Dirk Nowitzki? Dirk who nigga?
Never heard of these niggas
Some of the nerve of these niggas
Don't make me put on burgundy nigga
Let the AK *gunshots* I'm serving these niggas
Yo T raw, time to murder these niggas
Black suburban these niggas
I'm taking bitches, I'm taking chains, yeah I'm Young Bergin' these niggas
Ain't start making guns when they made you nigga
Ain't no JayHawk but I'll K you nigga
And I know Hoovers, I know 60s
(I know Westside Pirus, niggas down to die too)
Move in on them 50s
(I got niggas on west and the Southside of Chi too)
Pull up in an 87 Cutlass
Throwing bullets like Jay Cutler
Fuck this. What's this? Niggas talking all that fuck shit
Tough shit. Put a nigga on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck with me, I got hands, I got bands
Got damn I am what I am
.45 go blam with no jam
Bring a nigga Vietnam, let's go ham
Niggas runnin' out of ham, let's go spam
Nigga dip through your set like Killa Cam
I'm talkin' to the man, with no fans
This is a DM with no gram
Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever seen Oprah
Hit a 300 with my little nigga Sosa
Brown paper bag, sippin' on a Four Loko
Nigga get love, I ain't talkin' 'bout The Notebook
Niggas got killers out here, west side, they feel us out here
Like Weezel [?] and Chicago, realest out here
Old man and the capitol hill is out here
On the low end, all my BD niggas bring the dope in
BD twins locked up in the feds and my nigga Bump J, hold your head
If you getting money nigga hold your bread
Rock my Pelle P like LED, them Bogus Boys? They Fuck with me
I fuck with stones till I OD'
69, Seven Deuce
Marshalville I mean Murderville
Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to kill
She from the Chi, but she ain't shy
She ain't never met a nigga who can't die
I'm so Southside I'm so Northside
I'm so Westside, nigga "Ain't I?"
Got more niggas in the Chi than Jay
(Chi than Jay)
I might be more Chi Town than Ye'
(Chi Town than Ye')
I'm on the low end with my nigga Par K)
(with my nigga Par K)
And he A GD, but it's free Bump J
4CH but I'm like Barksdale in this Shark Tale
OG like a car sale
Chopper spins, you do cartwheels
Lil Durk under a lil dirt
(And nobody knows you)
Dis ain't what they want!
(Nobody knows you)
(Bitch I thought that was Future's song!)
(I'm bout to show you)
You done caught yourself a Little L dog
(Man nobody knows you)
You heard of Lil Durk?
Nigga, hell nah!

 

[fox69]

"Clarity"

"Clarity"


It's time for some clarity, lookin' for clarity
Look at me, dog, my diamonds got clarity
Say what you want, your lies can't embarrass me
Your lies don't embarrass me, fly to an island
Then fly back in parakeet
I'm in that new Bentley truck
What the fuck nigga you still in that Cherokee
Theres no compared to me I'm in my mansion and you're in that Air BnB
Ion see you niggas see you niggas see threw you heard of me
When I see you niggas and you there man you just there to me
All in the way, bruh, I don't got a jersey on, I ain't come to play, bruh
Oh you throwin' shade, huh? Take off your shades, bruh
Recognize a don when you see one, can't see straight, huh

It's time for some clarity, lookin' for clarity
Look at me, dog, my diamonds got clarity

She drinkin' that drink, she gone off that clear with me
We sippin' that brown, we mixin' it up, we'll be sick in the mornin'
Our flow be sick for so long, dog I just ignore it
From the rip man I came up so poor, I just keep pourin'
And we don't do shit if it's norm, nah, we do shit enormous
And let's get this shit clear, my Christmas list is the Forbes list
It's time for some clarity, lookin' for clarity
Look at me, dog, my diamonds got clarity

Say what you want, your comments don't embarrass me
No your comments don't embarrass me
We just laugh at them shits, they hilarious
In and out the country so much motherfuckers try to swear I'm a terrorist
Flexin with your shooters but your nigga don't terror me
Your niggas ain't terror squad, here go some clarity
You know I'm the best, you scared of success, you should be scared of me
Just blew a bag at the mall, that's therapy
Just gave some swag to you dog, that's charity

It's time for some clarity, lookin' for clarity
Look at me, dog, my diamonds got clarity

She drinkin' that drink, she gone off that clear with me
We sippin' that brown, we mixin' it up, we'll be sick in the mornin'
Our flow be sick for so long, dog I just ignore it
From the rip man I came up so poor, I just keep pourin'
And we don't do shit if it's norm, nah, we do shit enormous
And let's get this shit clear, my Christmas list is the Forbes list
It's time for some clarity, lookin' for clarity
Look at me, dog, my diamonds got clarity

 

[fox69]

"Clique / Fuckin Problem"

"Clique / Fuckin Problem"


[Hook]
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique,
Clique, clique, clique clique,
I’m T Raww young nigga I’m the shit,
Shit, shit, shit, shit
I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique,
Clique, clique, clique clique,
Young money motherfucker we the shit,
I be the shit, we be the shit, I am the shit

[Verse 1]
I ball out like the San Diego Padres
TGIF, thank God it’s Friday
Smokey Friday, so high might fly away
Competition’s small so I live big like Tom Hanks
Big bang, 22, nigga don’t believe in King
Tried everything from sellin’ weed to counterfeit
Counterclockwise, clockwise
now we countin’ hits
Superfreak bitches made a milli off a porno flick
Good nigga, clean dick
Fuck her right she’ll call again
I ain’t got time for modelin’
Show up lookin’ how your pictures did
Bitch, no call to niggas, but we at the Ritz,
Super duper fly nigga so they bug me for a flick
Get it? Flick, flick, choppers on the hip
Make a band, chop a drum clip, I’m T.I. with this
Too ill to reheal or fix son a nigga eclipse
Hotter than Middle East is, pledge allegiance
A star bitch you the realest, I’m a realist
Father, son, holy spirit
‘cause I brought the ghost with me
Let’s toast to the Rolls I driven
You could live in
She give me clit and my clique winnin’
Bank murder up in this

[Verse 2]
I got a fuckin’ problem
Baby on me like a toddler
Keep my phone on silent
Vibrate, make that ass shake like a violin
College girls on me while you press like Dilan
I been everywhere you niggas ain’t
Can’t go where your bitch go, got her up late
Make my dick plank, she gon’ drink it straight
Rotate, let her friend taste
She from the DMV but I ain’t tryin’ to wait
DC, Maryland, them phones they be wearin’ them
Shout out my nigga Wally be fly like a terrorist
Get money like inheritance
That pussy I’mma wear it out
Yeah we in the strip club,
Blowin’ money, air it out
Talkin’ big shit
let me show you what I’m talkin’ ‘bout
Stacks for the freak show
told her bring the circus out
I ain’t gettin’ married ‘cause these hoes
they just go around
Ridin’ on the next clique soon as they up in town
Cause I’m the nigga, the nigga nigga
They hold me down if it’s drama
And if it’s drama, I got that loud
Told my girl, Jeffrey Dahmer, and eat her out
Then I follow, and then I follow, dick in her mouth
They say Tyga only got like one hit
Shit, at least a nigga got a hit
Banana make her pussy split
Pornstar, loose lips,
Ain’t no room in my circle like a hula-hoop is
Bitch

Groupie ass nigga…

 

[fox69]

"Coconut Juice"

"Coconut Juice"


Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up [x3]

Twist it all up
Twist it all up

Everybody in the party
Hold your cup high move your body
If you twist it scream it loudly!

Ay, ay, ay, HEY ay, ay, ay, HEY

[Chorus:]
Coconut juice got me real loose
Like, got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas GO

COME back, went straight to the club
Entrance no charge cause we late to the club
Uumm yes, we'll stand in the club
GE D on the couch pouring drinks on the rug
What a mess, but we cleanin the club
Ice so bright make a fight scene in the club
Don't test, cause their beams in the club
Red beams in the club leave your jeans full of blood

[Chorus:]
Coconut juice got me real loose
Like, got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas GO

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up [x3]

Twist it all up
Twist it all up

I'm back, dj can I get a replay
Ay, ay, ay HEY ay, ay, ay, HEY
I think the artist name, was like tyga man'
And he said, I'm getting every dollar on G E D
V I, important person, raps most important person
So coat it, an I'm up in this thing with my thing
An she shaking that thing her momma gave her.

[Chorus:]
Coconut juice got me real loose
Like, got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas GO

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up [x3]

Twist it all up
Twist it all up

Everybody in the party
Hold your cup high move your body
If you twist it scream it loudly!

Ay, ay, ay, HEY ay, ay, ay, HEY

B-b-b-b-break it down like brittney forgive me I said it
Wheather u knotty dreaded or you crazy bald head
Jump up if you love it no guns in this place
So what hes my cousin sexy runs in the family

[Chorus:]
Coconut juice got me real loose
Like, got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas GO

Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up [x3]

Twist it all up
Twist it all up
Ay, ay, ay, HEY ay, ay, ay, HEY [x3]

 

[fox69]

"Coconut Juice (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Rich Boy)

"Coconut Juice (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Rich Boy)



[Tyga - Chorus:]
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
twist it all up

[Lil Wayne:]
Remix Baby

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Im,
about to go dumb
Im about to go dumb, like Fred Sanford's son
Ah Im, Im about to go coconuts
and when it comes to money man, Im about to go Oprah
and you ain't got to vote for us
cause we ain't never runnin
so you better get back like we ain't never buntin
yeah, I put the lime in the open blunt
and twist it all up baby I am not the sober one
I'm from the jungle where the lion ate the cobra
and I get money, got a no-money phobia
uh-hauh, Tyga, Tyga what a do
man, we are flyer than the pigeon in the coop
man, I am hotter than a nigga in a suit
in the middle of the summer, and I bang like a drummer
Waynes that nukka,holla at ya gualla,
make the money chase the shadow, call it dollar after dollar.

[Tyga - Chorus:]
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
twist it all up, twist it all up

[Tyga - Verse 2:]
Coconut juice got me real loose like
Got me leaning 3 thousand proof like
Coconut juice all on the dance FLOOR
Fellas let your ladies GO ladies let your Fellas
GO, in low no introduction
WAIT, was that an introduction?
Fo-foget it, I stu-stu-stu-stutter just so you can get it
My diamonds so bright, I get picture tickets to tit it
No, Im loin
Right here the Tyga, no Lion.
Tyga flowed, humanater, a buteroll tale
You do this slow,
smokings on me, don't touch me, still blow
cause she won't be missed like ben gorden free throws.
uh uh, Its the cheap coal from marciano
and Im in the game, but my fame on the d-low
me no, speak no, broke money englush
loyal I'll be forever in a lake like seaglus
Jesus, couldn't even save me from the visa
So I keep ha, historic names in my James
Ben Frank, name tag be Tyga man
Oh, you mad cause the chase, stylin' with straight Tyga man

[Tyga - Chorus:]
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
twist it all up, twist it all up

[Rich Boy - Verse 3:]
Ima get some flames over the horn of artagrab
Bitch aint a buff, until you have a whole sale
I'll take the coconut juice and mix it with a old goose
Hutchy hoot-a-hoot fryin' some Russian red cooc
My livin' atm, wishin' my shit money grain
I should have bought and office, I went and bought a ring
Instead I ride dirty, said I shoulda bought the ring
Instead of coconut juice it I mixed it with the lean
aka, the rich one, carter yeah the benjamin
If you ain't a bitch, why the fuck you ain't that femanin'
When I twisted it up, she licked it up, the whole coconut
Thats it, the whole coconut

[Tyga - Chorus:]
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
Put the lime in the coconut and twist it all up
twist it all up, twist it all up

[Tyga - Bridge:]
Everybody in the party
Hold your cup high move your body
If you twist it scream it loudly!

hey, hey, hey, hey
hey, hey, hey, hey

 

[fox69]

"Crenshaw At Midnight"
(feat. Dom Kennedy)

"Crenshaw At Midnight"
(feat. Dom Kennedy)



[Hook: Tyga]
What this feel like (Crenshaw at midnight)
I know I ain’t call but believe I ain’t far
Somewhere (Crenshaw at midnight)
Really living that life little homie think twice
Niggas shooting some dice, some niggas pull at the light
Knew em now everything alright
Car clubs and bikes (Crenshaw at midnight)

[Verse 1 - Tyga]
Step in my Jordan 7s my kick game like Tekken
My presence ain’t to be fucked with I ball like Gary Sheffield
You out like it’s left field catch a nigga my glove real
Young kid, big wheels Daddy Dave’s to Earlez Grille
Pick on my life your life shorter than an anthill
You Urkel like a Jaleel I work I morph like big bills
Pardon my drop a phantom park wherever it feels
You girl enjoy the park thrill intercourse the ‘fore meal
Of course it’s surreal keep it concealed take a chill pill
Barely wanting the problems cause he know he got ‘em
She knows somebody he know, he know we bout it
Pop it when it get crowded enemies get surrounded
Los Angeles get lost never be founded
Greed have you on mountains lonely and now you drowning
Chill out, relax like lounges philanthropist
Enhancing advancing in larger mansions
Who pay this living insanity motherfucker

[Hook]
What this feel like (Crenshaw at midnight)
I know I ain’t call but believe I ain’t far
Somewhere (Crenshaw at midnight)
Really living that life little homie think twice
Niggas shooting some dice, some niggas pull at the light
Knew em now everything alright
Car clubs and bikes (Crenshaw at midnight)

[Verse 2 - Dom Kennedy]
Some niggas in gangs and some niggas don’t bang
Police be pulling us over they all just treat us the same
Never sold no cocaine but I’m as raw as they came
She told me she wanna hang I let her kiss on the chain
Told me she want a ride I told her get on the train
She just think I entertain these bitches don’t know my name
For the love of the game I’m not in it for the fame
And if it don’t love me back I guess I’m in it for the pay
Stress the fuck out but I just kill it with champagne
And I love driving down Crenshaw when it rain
It’s a movie baby, I’m a late 80′s Gucci baby
Streetwear, I fuck with Stussy maybe
Never had much though I gave niggas too many style
Don’t tryin’ to front though
I fuck 20 girls out the House of Blues front row
Leimert Park legend you know what’s up ho

[Hook]
What this feel like (Crenshaw at midnight)
I know I ain’t call but believe I ain’t far
Somewhere (Crenshaw at midnight)
Really living that life little homie think twice
Niggas shooting some dice, some niggas pull at the light
Knew em now everything alright
Car clubs and bikes (Crenshaw at midnight)

 

[fox69]

"Cut My Check"

"Cut My Check"


Drop your hands into your lap and relax

[Bridge:]
Been around the world seen with the best (with the best)
My kicks you haven't seen them yet (not yet)
Where the girls just looking for the sex (the sex)
Throw your hands from the east to the west (to the west)

[Hook:]
Tell them all just cut my check (my check)
Tell them all just cut my check (my check)
Tell them all just cut my check (my check)
Tell them all just cut my check (my check)

Look rappers, I'm tell you what's about to happen
As I add up, your money is mathematics
As an animal, Dracula out of his casket
Who's hungry [?]
Who matters I'll make them unmatter
Batter batter I throw money, stripper catch it
They mad happy
No meal, I'm Christmas deal
[?]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

Hear hear hear this that real weird
I'm going to steer steer this with the e-gear
Might appear in the shape of a shark fin
Signal the docks that I'm hot and I'm heartless
Gorilla bar mitzvahs, ape when the record spins
[?]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

Tyzilla, welcome to the thriller
Shimmer on my neck but I bet it ain't glitter
King of the poppa, pop killa killa
Middle of the [?] will I get my sizzle
Hot hot man, God God God, damn
Girl grab me but I melt through her hands
Land of LA, Cali where they bang
I'm just a star that never change

[Bridge]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"D.G.I.F.U."
(with Chris Brown)
(feat. Pusha T)

"D.G.I.F.U."
(with Chris Brown)
(feat. Pusha T)



[Verse 1 - Tyga:]
Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas lowkey
I don't fuck with you to the third degree
I keep a G, DMV, you owe a three
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a nigga profitly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should run for mayor
Been runnin' shit, you barely maintain your bitch
No, this ain’t no lets say regular degular shit
Break a neck on some Busta shit
Souls of Mischief, aww shit
I be on til infinity
Don't predict, bitch, what I'm gonna do
Cause chances are I've outdone you
And most of my so called enemies
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your clique
Ball so hard I don’t need the assist
I’m the best so I keep saying that shit
Nigga, you should too
If you knew what this game'll do to you
Look at bullshit that I've been through
This the drive through and shit on you

[Hook - Tyga:]
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday I was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' bout oh shit
I pull up they like oh shit
Now look whose talkin', bitch
Now look whose talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds nigga

[Verse 2 - Chris Brown:]
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' comes out when they move they lips
This extended clip will make Buddha shit
Shawty comin' and pullin' up with them hooter tips
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the dick
I lick the pussy, let it air dry
We in a boat, nigga, right off the coast
European or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So don't get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' with a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages, better loc up
Damn ,it's a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal through his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh shit
Why you pillow talkin'? That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me fucking yo' bitch
I can't lie, can't lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly, I'm the shit now
Wanna be like Mike when I die
Step right up, can't name any nigga that can fuck with us
I'mma bring the pain, we gon' be the game-changers
All in your face, I'm bustin' nuts

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Pusha T:]
Did ya'll think I would let my dough freeze?
Ho, please! Better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to throw P's?
Who you think taught you to rap keys?
Dress Dries, Phillip Lim, SLP's
Like Snoop D-O-double G
Nigga murda was the case so motherfuck the police
Ya'll niggas soft like Emojis, with the heart eyes
Ya'll part skies, ya'll cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my soul is blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you niggas riding four doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the canopy my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they only dream it
They rap about it, do interviews
With they toy cars and they little jewels

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Dad's Letter"

"Dad's Letter"


[Intro:]
Smoke dawg baby, remember that shit.

Young light skinned, born leaked every pen
Since I was 10 prolly name all the trouble I did.
Neva participated I'm like fuck all them other kids
Like I don't owe you child shit when I make it big
But a little respect, fuck what yall really expect
Never raised a gentlemen like Ne-Yo said.
Lookin for hero heads, but I don't see none yet.
All my friends weenin cigarette so I take a hit,
[cough cough]
That's some potent shit.
Ol' nigga police man, I ain't scared a shit,
But hell yeah I ran.
Lost my money clip ever since wrap rubberbands.
Biggity bam did a couple of scams made a couple of grands.
Fast forward to the 4th escort I ball with it
So quick 14 no license, that's some awful shit
Now must stack ketchup like condenments
Kinda jss wish you taught me how to be a man. cuhs

[Chorus:]
Growin up all I wanted was a father figure
Me & mom alone every dinner.
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters.
If I sent my dad letters.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters.
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter.

Word is, 10th grade kick out the crib
Like where I go from here, lucky I had a girlfriend.
Remember money make the world spin
Runnin around the big body benz wonderin who in this thats pedestrian
Spoiled kid, never that.
Worked to hard to get where I'm at.
Thinking fuck school, but next semester Ill be back
I hated rules, but ruling the world I often dream of that.
Dream of meetin you dad.
Moms really getting mad when I call you that.
I don't understand
Your phone numbers all I ask.
She laughs with her jaw dropped like the movie mask.
Damn so I then reply resort to raising my own little man.
But I'm too young for that, wait I take that back
I shoulda used the hat. my girl gettin fat.
Whatever results make sure that, I'll be there like you wasn't dad.

[Chorus:]
Growin up all I wanted was a father figure
Me & mom alone every dinner.
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters.
If I sent my dad letters.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters.
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter.

Double 09 lately really its been on my mind.
The pain eatin me alive one verse at a time.
And this heart problem ain't helpin at all.
Its a cardiac diagnose, just wanna stay at home.
Dyin slow so I bought a fast car, and a couple of charms.
Now family and old friends wanna be involved.
Some nigga tryna marry mom he like my songs.
I find it odd sometimes wanna fucking shoot his head off.
Am in the wrong, didn't think so movin on.
I'm working on my new album if you singing songs.
But rap is what I does.
Turnin 20 soon, then 21 then 22 like emmette was.
Everybody sleeepin on me time to wake em upp.
Now everybody chasinn us like they missed the bus
& girls wanna roll like a blunt
P.S. your only son.

[Chorus:]
Growin up all I wanted was a father figure
Me & mom alone every dinner.
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters.
If I sent my dad letters.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters.
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better.
This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter.

 

[fox69]

"Dads Letter"

"Dads Letter"


Young light skinned, born [?]
Since I was 10 probably name all the trouble I did
Neva participated, I'm like "fuck all them other kids"
Like I don't owe you child shit when I make it big
But a little respect, fuck y'all though what do you expect
Never raised a gentlemen like Ne-Yo said
Lookin for hero heads, but I don't see none yet
All my friends, weed & cigarettes so I take a hit
[cough cough] That's some potent shit oh there go police man
I ain't scared of shit, but hell yeah I ran
Lost my money clip ever since wrap rubberbands
Biggity bam, did a couple of scams, made a couple of grands
Fast forward to the Ford Escort, I ball with it
Too quick 14 no license, that's some awful full shit
Now must stack ketchup like condiments
Kinda just wish you taught me how to be a man

Growin up all I wanted was a father figure
Me & mom alone every dinner
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters
If I sent my dad letters
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better
This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter

Word is, 10th grade kick out the crib
Like where I go from here, lucky I had a girlfriend
Remember money make the world spin
Runnin around the big body benz wonderin who in this
Thats pedestrian, spoiled kid, never that
Worked too hard to get where I'm at, thinking fuck school
But next semester I be back, I hated rules
But ruling the world I often dream of that, dream of meetin you dad
Moms really getting mad when I call you that
I don't understand, your phone numbers all I ask
She laughs with her jaw dropped like the movie Mask
Damn so I then reply resort to raising my own little man
But I'm too young for that, wait I take that back
I shoulda used the hat, my girl gettin fat
Whatever results make sure that
I'll be there like you wasn't dad

Growin up all I wanted was a father figure
Me & mom alone every dinner
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters
If I sent my dad letters
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better
This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter

Double 09 lately really its been on my mind
The pain eatin me alive one verse at a time
And this heart problem ain't helpin at all
Its a cardiac diagnose, just wanna stay at home
Dying slow so I bought a fast car, and a couple of charms
Now family and old friends wanna be involved
Some nigga tryna marry mom he like my songs
I find it odd sometimes wanna fucking shoot his head off
Am in the wrong, didn't think so moving on
I'm working on my new album if you singing songs
But rap is what I does, turnin 20 soon
Then 21 then 22 like Emmitt was
Everybody sleeping on me time to wake em up
(wake, wake, wake em up, wake, wake, wake em up)
Now everybody chasing us like they missed the bus
And girls wanna roll like a blunt, P.S. your only son

Growin up all I wanted was a father figure
Me & mom alone every dinner
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters
If I sent my dad letters
This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters
One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better
This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter