Letter To Self lyrics

[Chorus: DaeMoney]
You can't sip away your pain, you can't smoke away your thoughts
You can't keep blamin' yourself for sh*t, 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 f*ck n*ggas away 'cause they might count up all your thoughts
Best way to bless your n*gga is give the game that you was taught

[Verse 1: DaeMoney]
It's gettin' realer in these streets, tossin', turnin' in my sheets
My b*tch like, "You scarin' me," I keep ridin' with the heat
Spent two thousand on a 'fit, it ain't sh*t, 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 f*ck 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 sh*t stack a lil' different now, I'm takin' care of me
Crazy thoughts that I was havin', man, that sh*t was scarin' me
Everything I'm goin' through, I know God preparin' me
These n*ggas 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 f*cked, 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 sh*t, 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 f*ck n*ggas away 'cause they might count up all your thoughts
Best way to bless your n*gga is give the game that you was taught

[Verse 2: WTM Milt]
n*gga, what's a loss? It's 'bout the bounce-back
He ain't got no dog in him, he too comfortable bein' f*cked up
Keep somethin' in your stash, you never know when that run up
I was type of n*gga to hit the store before the sun up
And you could ask Bankroll, he was on that road with me
Ask the Slayer too, n*gga, he was on that road with me
Probably a bad influence, I just wanted my n*ggas get money with me
They lined me up, I lost my f*ckin' 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 sh*t, 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 f*ck n*ggas away 'cause they might count up all your thoughts
Best way to bless your n*gga is give the game that you was taught