Letter to Yo Gotti-Blac Youngsta

Letter to Yo Gotti (Explicit) - Blac Youngsta Round up on the tray F**k up uhh Cut that sh*t up a lil bit You know um I was having uh uh uh uh uh I was having Big homie got it the other day And we was on the phone talking that sh*t you know me Since I been on the road and sh*t I been running so much money off this sh*t I just ain't been having the time to talk to big homie Like I normally talk to 'em But you know That's my big brother no matter what man Dying about it You know and big homie ask me a question And this sh*t so funny you know a ni**a got to trip Ni**a smart as a mother f**ker That ni**a gotta ask me That ni**a said uh uh Young ni**a you know who who Who believed in this sh*t from the get go When I signed your sh*t I was like who Sh*t he was like me and you The only us ni**a That ni**a said heh That ni**a said ni**a Me and you the only one believed in you young ni**a Haa I can't lie to you I got to keep it g with you I told him say no more haha You know uhh big homie You know uh I don't think I ever told you How much I appreciate you for uh Changing my life around Give me a shot where I could put my niggas in position And take care of my family you know Any ni**a play with gotti Imma clear the scene F**k ni**a look ni**a Signed with cmg ni**a that was my dream yeah I done seen like a whole whole lot of things I done took a whole lot of beans with my leans yeah I appreciate you big homie For everything that you done I just want to let you know I'm riding with you with a lot of more than love I just want to let you know Imma protect you from anything try'na that come I just wanna thank you 'cause you took me out the slums Real ni**a I was riding around with a trunk full of cd's in it A lot of ni**a's they ain't see my vision The ain't believe in me If you ain't starve with me Then you know god damn well you ain't eating with me A lot of niggas they was greedy They ain't want to feed me Can't believe them niggas tried to leave me Hold up wait up wait up ni**a I play with hoes I don't play with niggas I don't shake hands I don't have conversations with niggas F**k them niggas I'll spray them niggas I ain't trying the leave the game sit on the bench I ain't tryna trade places with niggas I ain't doing you no favor ni**a Nah for what Niggas said they want my head But it was still some love So they said the want me dead Tell them niggas hurry up Tell them I don't give a f**k Tell that b**ch I wanna f**k I just want to burn her head up I got niggas in the feds stuck And I hate when the police put me in them handcuffs And I know them niggas hating on me they can't stand us If you try to reach for my chain Yall I'll shoot a fan up I'll still f**k lady gaga if she had cancer My b**ch I remember I was broke I was sleeping on the floor I ain't have nowhere to go I ain't got to sleep on the floor no more I could afford me a home now I ain't serving out the foam now I could afford to get you gone now Aye I remember when I first signed cmg You know I walked in that mother f**ker Like I just ran some sh*t And big homie I remember you looking like The f**k wrong with this young ni**a The f**k he coming here talking about What he finna do How this sh*t gone go This how The f**k And and I seen this bald head ni**a besides you I was I like who the f**k this ni**a is And you was that my lil cousin And I had already been familiar with him and sh*t 'Cause I been seeing him Through in and out your career and sh*t And I was like I want that ni**a to manage me F**k that and you was looking like what the f**k You was like man look right here I ain't letting this ni**a go I could tell I could tell And I was like I want that ni**a to manage me I want a new booking for him I want a check that gon change my whole life around I want to act like I got money And and and really be broke And I think the biggest debate about everything You gave me the check with no problems But you gave me a hard time getting beat ni**a haha I'l never forget that sh*t ni**a I knew he was good ni**a He value to your sh*t and you ain't want to let'em go But I respect you And I appreciate you for letting him go You help me make my sh*t come true Make my sh*t big you know I'm the biggest artist that ah ever hit Round up on the tray F**k up uhh Cut that sh*t up a lil bit You know um I was having uh uh uh uh uh I was having Big homie got it the other day And we was on the phone talking that sh*t you know me Since I been on the road and sh*t I been running so much money off this sh*t I just ain't been having the time to talk to big homie Like I normally talk to'em' But you know That's my big brother no matter what man Dying about it You know and big homie ask me a question And this sh*t so funny you know a ni**a got to trip Ni**a smart as a mother f**ker That ni**a gotta ask me That ni**a said uh uh Young ni**a you know who who Who believed in this sh*t from the get go When I signed your sh*t I was like who Sh*t he was like me and you The only us ni**a That ni**a said heh That ni**a said ni**a Me and you the only one believed in you young ni**a Haa I can't lie to you I got to keep it G with you I told him say no more haha You know uhh big homie You know uh I don't think I ever told you How much I appreciate you for uh Changing my life around Give me a shot where I could put my niggas in position And take care of my family you know Any ni**a play with gotti Imma clear the scene F**k ni**a look ni**a Signed with cmg ni**a that was my dream yeah I done seen like a whole whole lot of things I done took a whole lot of beans with my leans yeah I appreciate you big homie For everything that you done I just want to let you know I'm riding with you with a lot of more than love I just want to let you know Imma protect you from anything try'na that come I just wanna thank you 'cause you took me out the slums Real ni**a I was riding around with a trunk full of cd's in it A lot of ni**a's they ain't see my vision The ain't believe in me If you ain't starve with me Then you know god damn well you ain't eating with me A lot of niggas they was greedy They ain't want to feed me Can't believe them niggas tried to leave me Hold up wait up wait up ni**a I play with hoes I don't play with niggas I don't shake hands I don't have conversations with niggas F**k them niggas I'll spray them niggas I ain't trying the leave the game sit on the bench I ain't tryna trade places with niggas I ain't doing you no favor ni**a Nah for what Niggas said they want my head But it was still some love So they said the want me dead Tell them niggas hurry up Tell them I don't give a f**k Tell that b**ch I wanna f**k I just want to burn her head up I got niggas in the feds stuck And I hate when the police put me in them handcuffs And I know them niggas hating on me they can't stand us If you try to reach for my chain Yall I'll shoot a fan up I'll still f**k lady gaga if she had cancer My b**ch I remember I was broke I was sleeping on the floor I ain't have nowhere to go I ain't got to sleep on the floor no more I could afford me a home now I ain't serving out the foam now I could afford to get you gone now Aye I remember when I first signed cmg You know I walked in that mother f**ker Like I just ran some sh*t And big homie I remember you looking like The f**k wrong with this young ni**a The f**k he coming here talking about What he finna do How this sh*t gone go This how The f**k And and I seen this bald head ni**a besides you I was I like who the f**k this ni**a is And you was that my lil cousin And I had already been familiar with him and sh*t 'Cause I been seeing him Through in and out your career and sh*t And I was like I want that ni**a to manage me F**k that and you was looking like what the f**k You was like man look right here I ain't letting this ni**a go I could tell I could tell And I was like I want that ni**a to manage me I want a new booking for him I want a check that gon change my whole life around I want to act like I got money And and and really be broke And I think the biggest debate about everything You gave me the check with no problems But you gave me a hard time getting beat ni**a haha I'l never forget that sh*t ni**a I knew he was good ni**a He value to your sh*t and you ain't want to let'em go But I respect you And I appreciate you for letting him go You help me make my sh*t come true Make my sh*t big you know I'm the biggest artist that ah ever hit cmg facts Dropped out of high school Graduated the streets Got to thank god a ni**a got in my teacher And you can't thank god only when you need 'em Now I love that hoe sh*t sheisty It my b**ch fiesty It my wrist icy They locked my ni**a up Gave him six lifies If you a f**k ni**a You might dislike me Yeah I'm in dubai with your b**ch a** up Don't you rob that ni**a bare face Young ni**a you better mask up My grandma told me pull my pants up She said god got the answer Every time I think about my brother I'm pouring lean in the phantom Rest in peace My young ni**a beat his case All these tats on my face I can't go and get a job I had no choice but to make it Lamborginni with the door Are your sure you want to race I told that b**ch she got to go Slammed the door in her face You ain't rob nobody You ain't shot nobody Nobody ni**a nobody ni**a You ain't even nobody This sh*t was a dream at first We was all friends at first I just want to know why you changed homie You was on my team at first We was buddy buddy We would talk to hoes We was kid cudi We was dressing alike we was going to school Acting like we was twin brothers I would never f**k with you or trust you homie But I still love you And if your son even need me homie Let him know I'm there for you Their aunty their mother forever I'll love you When you lost your son I shed a tear for you Rest in peace I got shot three times They tried to put me to rest It wasn't time for me to leave 'Cause the lord wanna let me live You know I seen that sh*t Like a long time ago and sh*t When I use to be there go down the street And beat on beat on church wild and sh*t And umm hear my freestyles and sh*t You know what I'm taking about Niggas use to laugh at me and sh*t And and and they thought they thought that sh*t was funny You know but I always told niggas I will be that ni**a one day Know what I'm talking about Just wait and see And umm look at me now I grew up poor my ni**a but I'm rich as f**k now I made a way for my family When you born rich You ain't gon be broke when you get older ni**a 'Cause you ain't got no hustle about yourself Ain't nobody thought you how to go get it Know what I'm saying So I grew up poor and broke I slept on the floor I work for food my ni**a So what that tell ya Imma be rich forever CMG facts Dropped out of high school Graduated the streets Got to thank god a ni**a got in my teacher And you can't thank god only when you need 'em Now I love that hoe sh*t sheisty It my b**ch fiesty It my wrist icy They locked my ni**a up Gave him six lifies If you a f**k ni**a You might dislike me Yeah I'm in dubai with your b**ch a** up Don't you rob that ni**a bare face Young ni**a you better mask up My grandma told me pull my pants up She said god got the answer Every time I think about my brother I'm pouring lean in the phantom Rest in peace My young ni**a beat his case All these tats on my face I can't go and get a job I had no choice but to make it Lamborginni with the door Are your sure you want to race I told that b**ch she got to go Slammed the door in her face You ain't rob nobody You ain't shot nobody Nobody ni**a nobody ni**a You ain't even nobody This sh*t was a dream at first We was all friends at first I just want to know why you changed homie You was on my team at first We was buddy buddy We would talk to hoes We was kid cudi We was dressing alike we was going to school Acting like we was twin brothers I would never f**k with you or trust you homie But I still love you And if your son even need me homie Let him know I'm there for you Their aunty their mother forever I'll love you When you lost your son I shed a tear for you Rest in peace I got shot three times They tried to put me to rest It wasn't time for me to leave 'Cause the lord wanna let me live You know I seen that sh*t Like a long time ago and sh*t When I use to be there go down the street And beat on beat on church wild and sh*t And umm hear my freestyles and sh*t You know what I'm taking about Niggas use to laugh at me and sh*t And and and they thought they thought that sh*t was funny You know but I always told niggas I will be that ni**a one day Know what I'm talking about Just wait and see And umm look at me now I grew up poor my ni**a but I'm rich as f**k now I made a way for my family When you born rich You ain't gon be broke when you get older ni**a 'Cause you ain't got no hustle about yourself Ain't nobody thought you how to go get it Know what I'm saying So I grew up poor and broke I slept on the floor I work for food my ni**a So what that tell ya Imma be rich forever CMG