[Verse 1 )
The problem is we let gangs come between us But what we started it could never come between us
They talking dirty Get the broom I'm about to sweep up
Hey But if it's red or blue
You shoot for me then I'ma shoot for you .. i'ma shoot for you
I'm trynna work but no machanic So I keep a tool
Just be yourself cuz acting hard might put you on the news
But when the pain comes Ay we could roll one
Cuz when the change comes that won't change the outcome
And Dr king ain't teach me sh** Didn't know how to dream When Cic[?] Said He'll be back I didn't know what he mean
My brother cray was brave asf They shot em in his heart
Had'ed to like easy e but I guess I took it hard
Could make a "A" in school but teachers told me I was smart
Could ride the bus to school I just wanted a foreign car
Could see the twinkle in my eyes I just wanted to be a star And for my son I might turn him into a shooting star
This my letter to Q I had to give them the truth
Look what they did to you Didn't know the address to heaven so I get in the booth
If you feeling how im feeling then this letter for you
I wrote this letter for Q
And like when times don't change This sh** deeper then a game How we let things Change While my n***as in a grave or they locked up in a chain Even though you ain't here Won't a daym thang change
And it's f**ed up how everybody say they love you Screaming VIP Chick Won't even see your motha' Won't even feed ya daughter Die before you got to see her Couldn't even raise your daughter Now hold up to heaven for a mirror f** A BET award I want a daddy of the year . sh** blurry so I had to make it clear n***as was scared to face ya so they shot you in the rear
And like when times don't change This sh** deeper then a game How we let things Change While my n***as in a grave or they locked up in a chain Even though you ain't here Won't a daym thang change And I wrote this letter for Q Didn't know the address to heaven so I get in the booth
If you feeling how I'm feeling then this letter for you
Yea I wrote this letter for Que
I just want that letter I just want that medal Bip Rest in piece We gon celebrate. a real one Hold my drink up This for a real one Wrote a letter for my bro he say He got it
Hey [?] Go and keep your head up f** theses n***as Get your paper Stack your bread up
No Halloween Swear theses n***as never scared us I'm running tracks but theses n***as never ran up
f** a boss Swear theses n***as never ran us He gon make em freeze Tell em put their hands up Watch yo baby Boy I guess it's time to man up He say He can't stand me the p**y better stand up
And I ain't writing sh** For no gawd daym attention Don't give a f** about no views or some fukin leasing
Just want my cousin Don. Don't you know I miss em Catch the k**er and I swear I won't fukin miss em
It's better off support a child I'll never hit em Could never be without my son I just wanna kiss em Only fear Almighty god I would never temp em I'ma crip and he a blood But I still miss em
This my letter to Q I had to give them the truth
Look what they did to you Didn't know the address to heaven so I get in the booth
If you feeling how im feeling then this letter for you
I wrote this letter for Q I wrote this letter for Q Daym I wrote this letter for you (Q) Somebody send the address down so I could send this to you I wrote this letter to Q
I just wrote this letter I just wrote that letter BIP Rest in piece We gon celebrate a real one Hold up drink up This is for my real one Wrote a letter for my bro he say He got it
[Outro]
I know sh** don't change . but still waiting on you I just know you been calling my phone It's gon be ight it's been a whole year I love you bro