Songtext zu ' Letter to Fam ' von Screwly G

Can you save me, mama, save me, nana
Miss the days of being a lil boy in my pajama
Me and boogers roaming the east side, causing problems
Why my daddy died from cancer? Can't your lady still be looking for answers

At war where I'm from, I'm known to spill blood
Get tossed with my bros strapped back where I go
If you really know Skrillex, we strapped for the bus
Telling my bros we ain't safe nowhere we go

I'm a target, won't go to the club
Now I ain't scared, I'm just using my head
First nigga look wrong in this bitch, I'm above
Still abusing these drugs, codeine inside my cup

I was in, hope I don't wake up
Tired of pain, I had enough
Nobody that's rocking would fall
If I died right now they would

Buy time, put back if I could
Pray for forgiveness for shit that I done
I gotta stay on my gun
Remember them days running around the neighborhood

Playing cops and robbing for fun
Gypsies just watching the clock
Like during this time, I wish my bro had a bond
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders

Carry it well but it's really a ton
Still gotta get shit done
The game depending on me plus my homies
Wanna crash out but can't, I ain't done

Thought I'd lose, but I already won
On the search for the cops, we on
Dropping bags on the opp, drop phone
Bounce out on feet, made a run

Chop go off, Drake sound like a bomb
Tell the pain I'm numb
762 bullets big as hell but 308 same size as a thong
These opp niggas tryna rap and dress like me but can't

These niggas bombs
These niggas be tricking on hoes in them fake ass clothes
But won't take care they son
Nowadays these niggas be sad

These niggas be worried about clout
Steady running ain't mad cause these niggas running low on cash
Talk to my mom when I pay her visits
She tell me I act in favor of my dad

Sometimes I just walk out the house with tears in my eyes
Cause I really been needing them bags
How the fuck you gonna leave? It was all that I had
Talked to him on a Wednesday, he was supposed to come home

His mom called and said he passed
I still remember the day, it was November 8th
I was waiting on him just to walk past
Ain't one believe that shit's how I seen my uncles pull up

And it made me flash
That's the main reason I'm stuck in the past
I can't believe my brother had noodle noodle
Ain't take me tight, share me bags

But he know I love him
The devil was trying to help and now I can't understand
But sometimes be wishing he told me
Cause maybe I wouldn't have took the law so bad

Streets ain't safe, I admit we get bloody
Nana be so mad, she heard I was friends with the devil
And spent all Sunday
Really be down all the time, most times just smile

Whenever a nigga see gunplay
It help a nigga keep going when Maya be calling at night
Just to tell me she missing and love me
Me too, I love you

Me love you too, my man