Letter To Self

[Chorus: DaeMoney]
You can't sip away your pain, you can't smoke away your thoughts
You can't keep blamin' yourself for shit, you know that ain't your fault
You gotta get up and keep runnin', can't get lost up in the sauce
Sometimes you gotta be a worker if you wanna be a boss
Gotta keep your chin up, you can't trip after a loss
And you can't love everybody 'cause emotion is a fault
Keep them fuck niggas away 'cause they might count up all your thoughts
Best way to bless your nigga is give the game that you was taught

[Verse 1: DaeMoney]
It's gettin' realer in these streets, tossin', turnin' in my sheets
My bitch like, "You scarin' me," I keep ridin' with the heat
Spent two thousand on a 'fit, it ain't shit, it's just neat
They like, "Why you gotta sip?" I don't know, it's just me
I don't do no petty deals, ain't nothin' less than a P
Been lеttin' my nuts hang forever, nothin' less than a G
I been stuck up on thеm Xannies, I don't really fuck with E's
Tryna get high as I can so I can just kick it with T
I said I'll never go broke again, I was on E
Ran it up and then I blew it all again the next two weeks
This shit stack a lil' different now, I'm takin' care of me
Crazy thoughts that I was havin', man, that shit was scarin' me
Everything I'm goin' through, I know God preparin' me
These niggas know the Slayer's here, they need to beware of me
I can get whatever I want, I just need you there for me
My heart and my mind fucked, gotta be careful with me

[Chorus: DaeMoney]
You can't sip away your pain, you can't smoke away your thoughts
You can't keep blamin' yourself for shit, you know that ain't your fault
You gotta get up and keep runnin', can't get lost up in the sauce
Sometimes you gotta be a worker if you wanna be a boss
Gotta keep your chin up, you can't trip after a loss
And you can't love everybody 'cause emotion is a fault
Keep them fuck niggas away 'cause they might count up all your thoughts
Best way to bless your nigga is give the game that you was taught

[Verse 2: WTM Milt]
Nigga, what's a loss? It's 'bout the bounce-back
He ain't got no dog in him, he too comfortable bein' fucked up
Keep somethin' in your stash, you never know when that run up
I was type of nigga to hit the store before the sun up
And you could ask Bankroll, he was on that road with me
Ask the Slayer too, nigga, he was on that road with me
Probably a bad influence, I just wanted my niggas get money with me
They lined me up, I lost my fuckin' brother, he was supposed to come and get me

[Chorus: DaeMoney]
You can't sip away your pain, you can't smoke away your thoughts
You can't keep blamin' yourself for shit, you know that ain't your fault
You gotta get up and keep runnin', can't get lost up in the sauce
Sometimes you gotta be a worker if you wanna be a boss
Gotta keep your chin up, you can't trip after a loss
And you can't love everybody 'cause emotion is a fault
Keep them fuck niggas away 'cause they might count up all your thoughts
Best way to bless your nigga is give the game that you was taught