letter to my brudda - 21 Savage

October ninety-two when you pushed me out (Straight up) It was only right that I made a song about you (Straight up) Ain't no tellin' where I'd be if I went without you (On God) Wish I woulda stayed in school, but I dropped out (On God) You taught me how to be strong, gotta give praise When the times got hard, you always made ways (On God) Even though I barely got the new Js (On God) You made sure the kid kept a temp fade (Straight up) And you kept my PlayStation with some new games (Straight up) And you buy me freezy cups with your loose change (Facts) My daddy never was around, that nigga too lame (Fuck 'im) I think that's why I quit school and started to shoot thangs (Come on) My mama taught me how to tie my shoes (On God) My mama taught me how to cook my noodles (Straight up) Mama told me don't spend all my money with a jeweler I bought some real estate plus I'm investin' in my shooters Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) I paid it off, ain't no mortgage or no rent due (Facts) Yes, she got a Range Rover and a Benz, too (On God) It's a hard job of women raise men, too (True) Ma, you never left my side and I thank you (True) I seen you strugglin', I think it left a scar (Left a scar) I did some things when I was young That broke your heart (Broke your heart) I'm the one that stole the cookies out the jar (Out the jar) I'm the one that went and stole the neighbors car (Neighbor's car) Times got hard, started sellin' hard (Sellin' hard) Before I see you stressin', I'm gonna break the law (Break the law) I was sellin' weed, I never mowed the lawn (Mowed the lawn) Commit a burglary and take it to the pawn (Straight to the pawn) When I win and nobody see, you was there (On God) If I had a school hearing, you was there (That's a fact) Back when you had the Ford minivan, let me drive the city trans Baggy-ass Girbauds and some Timberlands (Straight, straight) Me and my baby mama was beefin' You didn't give a damn (Straight up) You din't never pick a side, told me, "Be a man" (Straight up) I'ma raise my kids, nothin' like my dad, I'm a better dad You're the best mama I could ever have (On God) Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) I paid it off, ain't no mortgage or no rent due (Facts) Yes, she got a Range Rover and a Benz, too (On God) It's a hard job of women raise men, too (True) Ma, you never left my side and I thank you (True)

Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better She say, "Snow Gurb get the pussy wetter" Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better I wrote this song in a love letter Girl, you so special I'm talkin' bubble baths with rose petals That light skin pussy be the devil But that chocolate thang make me wanna melt too Ooh, baby girl, you trippin' Fell in love, got me slippin' on my pimpin' When she see me she be beggin' me to kiss her And when I leave she be tellin' me she miss me Damn, I love that punani Throw that ass back, make me put it on families Put it in deep 'til she scream, "Oh, daddy" That pussy so wet, my momma finna be a granny Say, and that's my main bitch Lady Frosty and she speak my language Only one I trust, only one I hang with Only one by my side when the homies in the gang switch Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better She say, "Snow Gurb get the pussy wetter" Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better I wrote this song in a love letter You tellin' me I'm disloyal But when you need money, hit licks for you And when we fuckin', always do tricks for you I was there when nobody did shit for you Damn, that shit really hurt me She say she don't love me and she callin' me thirsty I don't want these bitches, on the set, they ain't worth it I need one more chance, baby girl, I ain't perfect Man, and it ain't even like that I wasn't at no club, man, it was a kickback You say yo' friend saw me, girl, you need to bick back And ask 'em nosy ass bitches where they kids at Turn that ass around, let me slip the dick in it Lay up on yo' back, on the gang, I'ma lick it And ya dig Gurb 'fore a bitch got her trippin' Got an unread message, say she love me, and she miss me Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better She say, "Snow Gurb get the pussy wetter" Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better Anything he can do, I do better I wrote this song in a love letter

This is a special shout going out to my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen Press and curl, hot curlers, everything I love you mama Black hair is (a revolution) Cornrows (uh-uh, honey, I am tender-headed) Jheri curls (style sophistication) Afro puff (ah-ooh, ah-ooh) Hair weave (call her Miss Ross) Braids (pride, respect) Extensions (more of a 90s fashion) Asymmetrical shroom (banji girl) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is (a revolution) Finger wave (a classic extravaganza) Press and curl (never mix, never worry) Flat top fade (very contemporary) Nail sculpture (urban distinction) Hot comb (ouch, mama, that was my ear!) Blow out kits (ooh, ooh tamba) No-lye relaxer (fried dyed and laid to the side) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is... Now mama got her own salon down on Auburn Avenue And if you wanna know what's happening in Atlanta Just go to the salon That's to you and all y'all down there, brothers and sisters Miss Earlene, Lizzy Dean, Renetta Little baby boy, Tone Tone, Leonard, K-Ron, Cornisha Peace my brothers and sisters Peace, love and hair grease A revolution, a revolution A re- re-, a revolution I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is...

I'm gonna write a tear stained letter I'm gonna mail it straight to you I'm gonna bring back to your mind What you said about always bein' true About our secret hidin' places Bein' daily satisfied I can see you sittin' and readin' it While you hang you head and cry I just hope you're not so sad That you're gonna go down suicide I'm gonna write a tear stained letter Put it special delivery 'Cause it's gonna be full of stuff That's only known to you and me 'Bout how every time I get turned on You turn me off and bring me down It'll be about the darkest news That ever did arrive in your hometown It'll be about the saddest thing Your mailman ever did bring around I'm gonna write a tear stained letter I'm gonna tell you one more time That you still could reconsider And come back to bein' mine And if you think about what I'm sayin' It'd be hard to refuse Just be sure you think a long time On the answer that you choose It will be a most important piece Of personal, private news Instrumental I'm gonna write a tear stained letter Mark it "Personal Private News." And I hope you'll keep it to yourself And don't go 'round cryin' the blues Givin' off a bad impression As to what went really wrong When what it was was that suddenly The music was all gone And this man and woman got cut off In the middle of our song I'm gonna write a tear stained letter I'm gonna put it to a tune So I'll be sendin' with it A sweet melody for you And not some red-hot, upbeat zinger That'll set your body on fire But a hunk of love included Meant to take you a little higher And to settle on your sweet, sweet mind At night when you retire I'm gonna write a tear stained letter

Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'ma goin' home Oh, my baby just wrote me a letter I don't care how much money I gotta spend Got to get back to my baby again Lonely days are gone, I'ma goin' home Oh, my baby just wrote me a letter Well, she wrote me a letter Said, she couldn't live without me no more Listen mister, can't you see, I got to get back to my baby once more? Anyway, yeah Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'ma goin' home 'Cause my baby just wrote me a letter Well, she wrote me a letter Said, she couldn't live without me no more Listen mister, can't you see, I got to get back to my baby once more? Anyway, yeah Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane Ain't got time to take a fast train Lonely days are gone, I'ma goin' home 'Cause my baby just wrote me a letter Oh, 'cause my baby just wrote me a letter

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع