next

a letter to whoever's next my nigga

i don't want you to fail the test my nigga

i wanna see you at your best my nigga

get money stay fresh my nigga

a letter to whoever's next my nigga

i don't want you to fail the test my nigga

i wanna see you at your best my nigga

get money stay fresh my nigga

letter to whoever's next

your youtube channel jumpin' now

your soundcloud page on fire

your bank account full of money now

your favorite yes man standing right by ya

your homeboy say he ain't trill

you tell him chill turn the music higher

roll up a blunt

blow the clouds out

the bitches in your dm

is gettin' finer

this is the life of a young rapper

niggas wanna world star ya for the love of jewelry

you bought a burner for them chain snatchers

now cops wanna send you to the judge and jury

still ain't safe

call some street niggas

they gon' hold you down

like 'oh for surely! '

until you cross

one of them g niggas

now you gettin' robbed by your own security

deaf dumb and blind

shoulda seen the signs

but you was too busy jugglin' drug addiction

fell asleep on the lean

hoes postin' pictures

now your bitch is out here beefin' with your other bitches

i ain't judging you

'cause i was there too

shit

i was gettin' faded with a couple bitches

my money got low the hoes got low

i'm like damn