Yo Gotti Letter Lyrics

Live from the Kitchen Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Testimony
  • 2 Harder
  • 3 Killa
  • 4 Red, White & Blue
  • 5 Single
  • 6 Second Chance
  • 7 Cases
  • 8 Letter
  • 9 Go Girl
  • 10 We Can Get It On
  • 11 5 Star Remix
  • (Yeaahh Lil Lody on the track!)
    I got a letter for you
    Yeah, from the the bottom of my heart ***** 8/11
    Dear I respect you like a little brother should
    You gotta know, got a million dollar master plan
    Bro I know you a man, I know you get your own money, I understand.
    We kill for each other, Steal for each other, violate your parole I'll do them years my brother.
    I just wanna do this music, you just wanna slang yay
    Pray to God every day that we get on the same page
    I got a letter for you, better yet I got some cheddar for you
    ***** play with
    You know *****s like us, don't get
    I'm on the road and *****s askin' bout you
    They wanna hear you cause they hear a ***** rapping about you
    no *****s with you
    And they verified you a real *****!
    You've been above, playing devil in the field, *****
    But when you look at me, you're looking in the mirror *****
    I'm what you made me, get money and take care of the fam. right ?
    Ain't that what you told me
    Ain't what my life like
    One of a kind, blood line like no other *****s,
    Sincerely yours, yo gotti, lil brother, *****!

    You're going, going on, I'm saying
    You and gotta be on the streets bro
    If you're going back I'mma feel like its my fault

    Letter to my *****s, letter to my family,
    Letter to the streets, man we out here livin' scareless
    Wrote a letter to my haters, told 'em I don't give a ****
    When u see me in the streets u know what's up *****!
    Letter to my *****s, letter to my family,
    Letter to my haters, man I know they can't stand me
    Wrote a letter to the fans, told 'em Ima live it up
    If you want me come get me, I don't give a ****!

    It's a letter to my tell 'em about their mommas
    Tell 'em about 'em dad, how we met and got their numbers
    Met 'em in the club, daddy was a
    You got from
    Daddy start tripping, start and crapping
    *****es start
    Treating momma like a queen
    Momma just want a daddy
    But daddy didn't miss us, so momma start being happy
    It's a letter to my daughter, don't let a ***** treat you like I treat your momma
    Your first words your first steps
    On a road thinking dollars
    And my son he's a mother ****er
    We gotta burn like a mother ****er, tell him to fight
    Never run from a mother ****er
    You talk to daddy, he's a mother ****er, and back to me
    like obstacles, life against the obstacles,
    That's what done the impossible
    But daddy came through
    So why I try to tell you
    You could be who you wanna be, do what you wanna do


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