Love Letter

[Intro]
Are you for real you still don't have a girl
Ain't you tired of just messing around
Can't be happy with just the money and the fan life
Yeah but when are you gunna settle down

[Verse 1]
Brains cute street elements
She's so addictive, coming like heroin
So I've seen man give everything
But still ain't got a girl thats genuine
Me I got to find that
And this is my love letter
One day you write back
Fuck with a go getter
And you like that
Waynes got strategy
King left street brutality
Now I need some queen mentality
Nowadays the jakes ain't grabbing me
Man it's only pounds when I see her majesty
Your glorious spending up in Maldives
Thats their whole salary
Sex so good that we burn calories
Just give me love loyalty
And I'll make me honour you
So I bring the mac's out
If they try bother you
And when it gets peak I'll cover you
Do what I gotta do
Make up sex man I'm sorry
Let me slip it in doggy