Dreamlife Beats - Letter to, Folarin lyrics

[Verse 1] Top of the dome with it, who wrote lyrics, I paid Grossin' a million but let me form an opinion I sittin' within the 4 walls of my room departed But hope to pen my way up out this tune 'cause n***as like us, we make it every blue moon Who dream, runnin' through green like Charlie Sheen and Platoon And from you, I learned to always keep it thorough [?] thought me what no G speakin', never rebu*te And hustle, convinced that the world wouldn't deal on you Tug of war with your flaws, we deal wit the same struggles 'Cause I even fought depression like you Went through poverty and even lost a kid, like you Pa**ionate about the art so we respond to ridicule Flip these [?] for centuries to heighten revenues sh**, and if you wasn't so complex Complex would have a better understandin' of your content That sh** is nonsense, illest, I indicate The sicked out the gates since you was kicked up out Virginia State And so my n***as say well, what you gon' tell 'em? Just figured, give you the flowers while you could still smell 'em and now you know And from the concrete, grew a rose When I spit a beautiful bliss, you say need no J. Cole [Hook] This be my letter to Folarin, n***a My letter to Folarin [Verse 2] From my current position, listen it's what I envisioned Homicidal with your title, I promise we make a k**in' It's coherent, inherit my hustle from single parents Other half, no appearance, now picture that like a canvas Still livin', but mentally I'm still scared from conditions Resemblin' yours in the past, ain't have a post to piss in But you got it, and gettin' out the mud my only option 'Cause options'll pa** you by, and n***as in here arrive So I took the risk, ran up on you with my disk Went for you money ain't Crys, and jumped back in the whip For my n***a, yo Wale got this CD, dog, it's lit Figured I was really on, finally get up out this pit [?] call me, said money said you cool, heard you sh** He'll get back to you soon, here you on no funny sh** Said I figured, I know it's a process, don't wanna quit But I ain't never get that call, still stuck in this abyss Here's the truth, invested in myself and I recoop I ain't never had to depend on no block like John [?] You did Seignfeld, Obama too While you shinin', I bump the problems to cope with my problems And how to solve 'em, a diamond in the rough from the bottom I promise that I'ma ride in that, I swear it's solumn [Hook] This be my letter to Folarin, n***a My letter to Folarin [Verse 3] Long live your idols, may he never be arrivals What's in in my prayers is reiteratin' sh** from the Bible So I asked, the powers that be, show me greener gra** Mad at that, that you hold the influence to help us grasp All that we desire, I'm preachin' to the choir It's kinda like how Ross caught when you missed like umpires I'm a fountain of youth here, paint when I write 'Cause I ain't hit this sh** once, you hit the lottery twice Could change your life, and hold the light for me up in this game Holy aim to be iller than n***as in Mark Twain I put my heart and soul in all of my goals Took a P with Ali, you know the Kendrick and Cole's Then I zen hoes, the Folarin did, oh I'm comin' for your n***a's spot, I'm hungry, anythin' goes One thing I hope, got your attention, f** a deficit Give you more but nothin' with these nouns and these [?] And my ambition, understand that I'm the gifted And everythin' I flip, I bring it back to your attention That I strike a nerve, bark off tops lie aneurysms I gave you all my blues, switch the shoes, you gotta feel 'em Maybe I'm illin', sounded like a fan I cut the sh** here before I'm soundin' like a stan Folarin