PS Recordz - Letter lyrics

[VERSE 1 – Scumlord] Still a nerdy scumlord Invadin the game from an alien world And you can check my words And yallin back to me something I haven't heard Like I'm the best Or I'm worth something Cause being broke plus being single Equals being next to nothing So I gotta back my move, cuttin close won't cut no bread And I refuse to lose to these regular dudes And be better off covered like my last song said I spend more time writin books than stackin paper But better late than never so you can have this letter I hope you feel better about all my posts you like Maybe something right? Like you wish you were here tonight And fightin the urge to message you and tell you how I feel But I know, but I know, but I know, but I know That pretty words don't have enough appeal Just wanna give you something real And I hope this isn't weird But it probably is when you check yes Just like we're little kids And you're still in my dreams I hope you never leave Cause I won't open my eyes til we don't gotta make believe [HOOK – Lana Del Rey Sample] Swinging in the backyard Pull up in your fast car Whistling my name Open up a beer And you say, "Get over here And play a video game." I'm in his favorite sun dress Watching me get undressed Take that body downtown I say, "You the bestest." Lean in for a big kiss Put his favorite perfume on Go play a video game [VERSE 2 – Jacob Smith] Ol muck been ol mucky since told cause they love ‘em You ever seen Escribitionist? We need coal trucks Cause when I spit this, it lights fires, I'mma go harder than Bolin Little fat kid with an accent, that was back then I'm actin and rappin anything but ratchet You know what? I'm runnin Cause my money gon come when I'm outchea' I'm outchea' on out near On out near them streets in the H where sewer drains smellin And I make these girls dance like I was Ellen Not failin, I'm nailin girls who look like young Palin's digits We ain't f** yet but muck gets what muck gets And what muck gets is what muck wants I'm outchea', bustin rhymes when my crowd near Not too loud, dear, it's too loud cause when your earphones in It makes orgasms happen faster than Tails's friend Yeah I'm ailment when my pale pigment Disguises the sk** that I deal with my book and pen Damn, she like, “what the f** just happened? He different, should've dated the dude” but that was back then You talk like… HOOK [BRIDGE – Lana Del Rey Sample] It's you, it's you, it's all for you Everything I do I tell you all the time Heaven is a place on earth with you Tell me all the things you wanna do I heard that you like the bad girls Honey, is that true? It's better than I ever even knew They say that the world was built for two Only worth living if somebody is loving you Baby, now you do [VERSE 3 – E.V.] Got a lot of girls in my bed They names are only sad, broken, they're all in my head The sh**'s drivin me crazy, losin ambition Holdin on to the edge, my fingers are slippin Got me wishin for some help Can't do this on my own Callin out your name, but look I'm still alone I'm sorry for my flaws Sorry for these calls Wrote a couple letters Just before I fall And I fell In and out of love I'm tainted, you're saintly Pure as a dove, and I love it Can you forgive me? Think about all the love you used to give me? Think for a second, baby, do you miss me? Remember the way we lay in the bed and you kiss me Yeah I like that Think about what we had Let's make a future And don't look back Uh HOOK [VERSE 4 – Big Daddy Dub] I'm gonna fry ya like Richard Pryor Need a p**y to get k**ed, I'm the hitman for hire Leanin like a flat tire, they call me the sire I'm hotter than some clothes that are fresh out the dryer Let me get the flow goin Let me get it rollin I more more weight than a six hundred pound Samoan Damn, so why you gotta do me like that b**h, we pullin on the strings like Gepetto But you be makin my legs turn into jello Damn I just wanna be a real boy She gotta let go Get off my nuts, b**h Put you in a ditch You a little snitch Pullin b**hes is my currency You know that I'm rich You know I'mma leave you with a bad taste in your mouth Cause you know I'm from the deep dirty south Cut you off and tie you off And throw you in Stephen's Lake Spring break, b**h