Letter To Bama lyrics

[Verse]
Heavy rollin', heavy sippin'
f*cked around, got in my feelings with all these diamonds glistening
Hardheaded young n*gga, I had to learn a lesson (I learned it)
Spider-Man my favorite, but I grew around the villains
Bishop had us in Baby Milo back when we was children
I know I'm 2Trill, dog, but that n*gga there, he the trillest (I love you)
My mama picked Aidan up from my sister while she was in prison
Her youngest seventeen, she had to restart from the beginning
Ankle monitor on, let you know how I was livin' (Thuggin')
I got locked up before Hazel, so when he did, that sh*t hurt me
3TE showed me how to be a boss, that's for certain (Uh-huh)
I was running off on n*ggas I should've served, dog, I was tripping
Yeah, just served a n*gga, he figured out it was fake, you gon' have to kill me
Okay, let's take 'em way back
Riding 'round in a Maybach car, robbin' n*ggas for they gas
And I still f*ck with that boy Leek, riding 'til the wheels flat
A boss like my Auntie Tanya, steppin' like my Uncle Shaq
My Uncle Pooh hit me on Facebook when I was runnin' out of cash
Man, and Pooh been down since pick 'em up, bust 'em in the gap
Roy lost his brother, I should've called him, no excuses
Dog, I'm sorry, I've been busy with the music (Sorry)
I was waiting on U-Haul for mama to come home, but they had locked her up at Target
So when it come to the cash, I need it now, no deals or f*ckin' bargains
Matter fact, she got a busy, I need to go buy some f*ckin' ointments
You know I smoke like Wiz and f*ckin', no, you cannot join me
What up, Man Man? (What up?) What up, Bruh Man? (What up?)
What up, big Dae? (What up?) What up, lil' Dan? (Yeah)
What up, Slick Casper? (R.I.P) What up, D Hill? (P)
I ain't done balling, I'll see you when I get there
Cut the Tech and flex my watch
pus*y cannot take my spot
n*gga, I'll stop rapping and flex on n*ggas and say, "f*ck what you thought"
I pour drank up in the ground and I buy chains (For my soldiers)
I pour cash up in the air, should've been rain
Ayy, should've been rain (For my fallen soldiers)
Should've been motherf*ckin' rain (For my n*ggas locked up)
Should've been rain
Should've been rain (For them local n*ggas)
2T sh*t
[Outro]
For all, for all the n*ggas who ain't make it to the top
Put money in this sh*t, put they life in this sh*t, know what I'm saying?
This for you, n*gga
Yeah
For all the n*ggas who lost they life to some bullsh*t over a b*tch, over some fake beef, flunky beef
This for you, n*gga
For all the soldiers, n*gga, for all the real ones, n*gga
From my hood to your hood, n*gga
2T sh*t