Letter To You

Lời bài hát kèm hợp âm cùng dòng

[Verse 1]
[Am]I'ma[G] keep it real on this one nigga,[Am]
[Dm]ay
Quando Rondo [E]nigga

[Verse 2]
[E][Am]
[Em]Talking [Am]'bout me on the internet,
waiting for me to write back
Got [G]in my lane and caught some fame,
he [Dm]didn't like that
This a letter to him, I'ma tell him how I [Am]feel
Is it [Em]me or him like the fact I got a record deal
I ain't [Am]never went out bad and
that's on neighborhood Crip
How the [G]fuck you say you raised
me and I met you [Dm]last year?
I told my partners to chill,
boy you could've been killed
[Em]Somethin' deep down been tellin' me
don't you cock back the steel
'Cause I got [Am]somethin'

[Verse 3]
to lose and
you got somethin' to prove
Goin' [G]live on Facebook,
flexin' with all [Dm]your tools
The only good advice you gave
is take our pistol to school
[Am]Visit[Em]s on my rounds killin'
me or is it Déjà vu?
'Cause [Am]it's too good to be true,
is you really gon' shoot?
This a [G]song to

[Verse 4]
the fans but
this a letter [Dm]to you
How the fuck I bit your hand and you
ain't never did shit for me
[Em]Locked up, call Griffin,
you couldn't send a couple cents to me
[Am]Drop down to my knees,
Lord do you [Dm]hear me?
[G]It's a dirty world,
matter fact it's [Am]filthy
[Dm]Judge held a grudge,
I swear to God that I'm not guilty
My [E]heart steady

[Verse 5]
[Em]screamin' out,
Lord please heal [Am]me
If it really was some pressure
Why the fuck you ain't gon' slide on [G]me?
Put my trust in DJ then that
nigga test[Dm]ified on me
Double back,
come strapped with the MAC

[Verse 6]
That day he tried [Dm]to put that fire on me
No [Em]face, no case,
I emptied out that four five on [Am]me
In the city where I'm from,
I swear it's kill or be killed
You gotta [G]stay up on your pivot,
anybody [Dm]can get it

[Verse 7]
Before I walk up [Dm]out the door I swear
I'm tuckin' my steel
Mama be [Em]prayin' [E]every [Em]night because [Am]my city get [Em]wicked,
yeah yeah
[Am]In the city where I'm from,
I swear it's kill or be killed
You gotta [G]stay up

[Verse 8]
on your pivot,
anybody can get [Dm]it
Before I walk up out the door I swear
I'm tuckin' my steel
Mama be [Em]prayin',
'cause she know that my city get wicked
Yeah [Am]yeah
Yeah [G]yeah (speak them
[Dm]facts nigga)
Yeah yeah (speak them
facts [Em]nig [E]ga)[Em]
Uh uh, Quando Rondo nig
[Am]ga (grrah)

[Outro 1]
[G][Am][Dm][Em]