MY LETTER2U

Girl I truly love when you by my side
And damn it set the mood when you on my right, nothing else to it
Yeah you my life, I gotta watch my moves, gotta walk that line
But when me sippin' on Patron and we smoking marijuana
Loving all our time, but my girl do what she wanna
Cooking steak and lobster, she my little mama
Gotta give her game I gotta give it to her proper

Curves like Beyoncé more classy than Madonna yeah
More classy than Madonna
But you could never break my line of truth
Nothing in this world like when I'm with you
I just tell her that I got it
Hands on my rocket
She know that I'm riding if a nigga out of pocket

So many other niggas but her hands on me
Yeah I do it daily til' these bands on me
I gotta drop this heat, I gotta do it for the streets
I gotta put it on the map, and I'm about it any means cause I

Shut it down, run the town
You people better check the name you should've knew it's up
Got the crown, hold it down
Every time I hit the beat you know I fuck it up

Say it don't hesitate and never will have no shame 'bout it
Get it how you live if you love it then you gon' die 'bout it
Nightmares in your sleep baby girl but don't cry 'bout it
Why as a dude? We be like so, wipe your eyes on it
Girl I'm rocking with you all until the end
I know you say you won't, you fall for me again

Let that bass drop man a swagger so vicious
My shawty know she fuckin with Mr. Go Get It
Never Mrs. Gold Digger
She got a cold nigga from the way
The kind of guy that walk when he be talkin and he sway

Shut it down, run the town
You people better check the name you should've knew its up
Got the crown, hold it down
Every time I hit the beat you know I fuck it up

Curves like Beyoncé more classy than Madonna yeah
More classy than Madonna
But you could never break my line of truth
Nothing in this world like when I'm with you
I just tell her that I got it
Hands on my rocket
She know that I'm riding if a nigga out of pocket

Nothing in this world like the taste of your lips
Marilyn Monroe ain't got shit on those hips
You a light skin shawty the look of your skin
And every time you leave make me want you again

Curves like Beyoncé more classy than Madonna yeah
More classy than Madonna
But you could never break my line of truth
Nothing in this world like when I'm with you
I just tell her that I got it
Hands on my rocket
She know that I'm riding if a nigga out of pocket

Shut it down, run the town
You people better check the name you should've knew its up
Got the crown, hold it down
Every time I hit the beat you know I fuck it up