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  • YFN Lucci – Letter From Lucci

    (Part 1)

    [Intro]
    Yeah, huh yeah yea yea
    Yeah, uh uhh
    Told em they shouldn’t, less you want none
    Wait for it, gotta want one
    Gotta have, everything yeah yea

    [Hook]
    If anything I’ma grind
    Somebody tell ’em that it’s my time
    Somebody tell me why they hatin’ on me
    Somebody tell ’em stop hatin’ on me yea
    Somebody tell ’em that I’m not lyin’
    Somebody tell ’em I will outshine
    Anybody think they gone replace me
    You know I am who they said I wouldn’t be
    You know you gotta win, fight, conquer
    I promise to go in, I wouldn’t lie to you honor
    I promise to come in and destroy my opponent
    I promise no man want it as bad as I want it
    Somebody go and tell ’em that I’m not lyin’
    Somebody tell ’em I will outshine
    Anybody think they gone replace me
    You know I am who they say I wouldn’t be yeah

    [Verse]
    Uh, nigga let’s get it understood
    Nigga still might jugg what you mean?
    I’m good, I gotta eat, I gotta eat, yeah yea hey
    But they don’t wanna listen
    Everything a nigga tell ’em they ain’t never want to believe
    I got a whole lot of tricks up my fuckin’ sleeve
    What would you do if a nigga really ever leave, uh
    I’m from the slums, we ain’t have shit nigga barely had a crumb
    Sell hundred bags buy a hundred round drum
    Tryna take sum tell ’em ring the alarm
    I gotta build for my kids I ain’t have nothin’ but Mom
    Gotta give ’em things I ain’t have when I was young
    Everything got a pricing I’m just sayin’, gotta maintain
    Nigga gotta go and get something
    Since he was frustrated, nigga frustrated
    Gotta count a hundred mil’ before the Lord take me
    And If I make it I pray to God I can save it
    And I’ma give it all to my baby
    And I’ma put it all in my song baby
    Told her "got it all" but she still ain’t grateful
    Paid for it all bitch still ain’t grateful
    I wonder if I fall will you be here later yeah yeah
    Straight to the top, where I’m goin’, know it
    Every beat I kill, yeah the boy feel like Floyd
    Riding in the back, hundred bands on the boy
    Baby I’m a boss, and your man unemployed
    Yeah yea got this bitch up in the back
    She don’t work for nothin’ yeah
    We was sipping on act’, way before the money yeah
    And we been had swag way before the money
    Tell me why these niggas actin’ like they new to money
    Niggas be actin’ like bitches and bitches be lovin’ these niggas
    What’s up with these bitches
    Bitches be talkin’ ’bout money and ain’t gettin’ no money
    What’s up, I can’t fuck with you bitches
    Somebody tell me what’s up, I don’t get it
    Somebody tell me what’s up
    Man it seems like yesterday we wasn’t really up
    And now everybody say that they fuck with us
    Man I told these lil’ bitches to back up
    I have no fucks to give I cannot trust
    I had to slow it down no need to rush
    In love with that paper it gives me a rush
    Man I don’t give a damn what they tell me
    Every single gold chain like a medal yeah
    They say you gotta change for the better
    Even though a nigga came from the ghetto
    Yeah, stay down get money what they tell me
    Ridin’ ’round with a forty and a felon yeah
    You know you gotta listen to your elders
    They done been through everything that they tell us
    Have you ever felt pain when everything numb?
    I’ma still remain when you ain’t huh
    Everybody go to hang when you wait for
    Fuck around and clear it all with this AR
    These niggas they talk about it
    You know you gotta go and get guap
    All my niggas yeah we straight from the block
    Came in the game gettin’ green off top
    And if a nigga play, prolly knock off his top
    My niggas ain’t never had love for no nigga
    No nigga, yo’ nigga, nor a bitch, won’t let him
    Nah, I never ever let ’em, nah, yeah yea
    All my niggas, yeah, you know them niggas, all of ’em hitters, yeah
    Taliban all of ’em killers, yeah, slide down on ’em get rid of ’em, yea
    Fuck you mean, aye son
    You know them lame ass niggas better not say nothin’ to me
    All that tongue wrestlin’ shit ain’t me
    I’m a muthafuckin’ boss what you wanna be

    [Hook]
    If anything I’ma grind
    Somebody tell ’em that it’s my time
    Somebody tell me why they hatin’ on me
    Somebody tell ’em stop hatin’ on me yea
    Somebody tell ’em that I’m not lyin’
    Somebody tell ’em I will outshine
    Anybody think they gone replace me
    You know I am who they said I wouldn’t be
    You know you gotta win, fight, conquer
    I promise to go in, I wouldn’t lie to you honor
    I promise to come in and destroy my opponent
    I promise no man want it as bad as I want it
    Somebody go and tell ’em that I’m not lyin’
    Somebody tell ’em I will outshine
    Anybody think they gone replace me
    You know I am who they said I wouldn’t be yeah

    [Outro]
    You know you gotta win, fight, conquer
    I promise to go in, I wouldn’t lie to you honor
    I promise to come in and destroy my opponent
    I promise no man want it as bad as I want it
    Somebody go and tell ’em that I’m not lyin’
    Somebody tell ’em I will outshine
    Anybody think they gone replace me
    You know I am who they said I wouldn’t be yeah

    (Part 2 – Don’t Know Where I’d be ft. Rich Homie Quan)

    [Hook: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
    If it wasn’t for them late nights, hustling on the block, tryna get it up, I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for that 15 months, that I spent locked up
    Nigga I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the last 24 months I spent with Nut nigga
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    Yea, If it wasn’t for the sacrifices I knew my momma took nigga
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for momma or daddy, I swear that
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the commas I was stacking
    I swear to God I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the rollie I’d prolly waste time
    Prolly thinks life’s blinding Cartiers on my eyes
    My money for sweetie yea I spent like nine
    Everyday me and Lucci thank God
    ‘Cause I don’t know where I would be

    [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
    I don’t know where I would be
    Without my family
    And I don’t give a fuck about how much money you got
    Dont handle me
    Guess what I make a nigga answer me
    Broke nigga took that hoe to Applebee’s
    All my suits tailored like the pastor speak
    Versace everything like Master P
    Pull up on my niggas in the hood
    Then I, smoke a couple blunts and then book
    A lil’ rolly a watch its red like a bull
    I fucked that lil hoe 3 days in a row
    I can tell that pussy scared cause she show it
    Funny how all my exes want to know what I’m doing
    I put lil shawty to bed, got tired of hearing her moaning
    Watching out for the feds, riding around with nothing on me
    She wanted to watch me rap, turn on the movie Mummy
    She kept the lights on, while she was doing it to me
    All I know is real boys, see me and they know me
    I swear I don’t know where I’d be without my homies
    Shoutout Lucci, shoutout YFN
    Shoutout Rich Homie, boy no new friends
    I don’t know what I’d be without them East Atlanta corners

    [Hook: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
    If it wasn’t for them late nights, hustling on the block, tryna get it up, I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for that 15 months, that I spent locked up
    Nigga I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the last 24 months I spent with Nut nigga
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    Yea, If it wasn’t for the sacrifices I knew my momma took nigga
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for momma or daddy, I swear that
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the commas I was stacking
    I swear to God I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the rollie I’d prolly waste time
    Prolly thinks life’s blinding Cartiers on my eyes
    My money for sweetie yea I spent like nine
    Everyday me and Lucci thank God
    ‘Cause I don’t know where I would be

    [Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
    Uh, I thank God we was chosen
    They say never question God and I know it
    But why Big, nigga Big had kids
    See Big one of the reasons a nigga big
    Big had a heart this big
    Big was my nigga ’til the end
    Big taught me how to put it up and don’t spend
    Big always told me to transcend
    He told me get the front end and the back end
    Then he told me most niggas pretend
    And that’s why I don’t have friends
    Just some brothers who gone ride to the end
    .45 on my side to the end
    Nigga we don’t hide, nigga you know where we is
    Look where I’m going, nigga look where I been, yeah
    Nigga you know what it is
    Late night hustling, tryna get my shit right, no pen
    Every single day, and night I sin
    But Lord forgive me I’m human yeah, yea, yea
    Face card good, like I’m playing poker nigga, face card good
    And nigga when you see me better get it understood
    And me and Quan good, nigga me and Quan good, tell ’em

    [Hook: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
    If it wasn’t for them late nights, hustling on the block, tryna get it up, I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for that 15 months, that I spent locked up
    Nigga I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the last 24 months I spent with Nut nigga
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    Yea, If it wasn’t for the sacrifices I knew my momma took nigga
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for momma or daddy, I swear that
    I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the commas I was stacking
    I swear to God I don’t even know where I’d be
    If it wasn’t for the rollie I’d prolly waste time
    Prolly thinks life’s blinding Cartiers on my eyes
    My money for sweetie yea I spent like nine
    Everyday me and Lucci thank God
    ‘Cause I don’t know where I would be

    [Outro: Rich Homie Quan]
    I don’t know where I would be without my family
    Why they take Big from me?
    Why they take Big from me?
    I don’t know where I would be without my family
    Why they take Big from me?
    Why they take Big from me?
    He ain’t hurt nobody
    No no no no no no no no no
    I don’t know where I would be, without my family
    I don’t know where I would be, without my family
    Hey