Morray - Letter To Myself Posted by RAP OU CRĒVE 01 NOV 2022, 13:57 Share this : Share this: 461 Share this : Share this: Subscribe to RAP OU CRĒVE Share this : Share this: 0 LYRICS ChorusI used to want the racks by the duffle and the cheques by the millionsWanted to protect my investment, invest in my childrenNow the hero finally got the cape then he turned into the villainNow my check is reality, I'm finally startin' to feel itVerse 1Wasn't cool enough, broke fan, all I had to feel the breezeNight sweats, get these covers off of meHella dark, I couldn't seeLights off, no electricityFood spoiled, don't got no more EBTWhat the fuck am I to eat?Eat last, raisin' babies ain't chеapThey clothes fly 'cause my clothеs stayed cheapAn eighth last a whole weekPockets low, it's on froze, how they freezeAs a man, I didn't feel real manlyAlways with the rent late, tryna figure out how to get paidWorked all damn night, for that minimum wagePrayin' to myself, askin' God, "Where the better days?"Must've caught the damn machine 'cause He wasn't answerin'What kind of son am I really to lack the faith like that?So full of love, how the fuck am I feelin' hate like that?Givin' out hate, just know you gon' get that hate right backI went off script, of course, I wasn't raised like thatChorusI used to want the racks by the duffle and the cheques by the millionsWanted to protect my investment, invest in my childrenNow the hero finally got the cape then he turned into the villainNow my check is reality, I'm finally startin' to feel itVerse 2Speed up a year, wakin' up to a bigger cribFeel like that nigga, gettin' figures, what the business isIt's fuck a fan, I got A.C., I feel the chill againI'm risin' higher, I'm on fire, never chill againBut I got caught up in the money, got caught up in the fameI got caught up in a character who really wasn't meI was lyin' to my wife and gave her nothin' but deceitEyes on your paper but I decided to cheatKids tellin' me they missed me, I ain't seen 'em in some weeksI was spendin' all my money like it grew on fuckin' treesWasn't takin' no advice, I was consumed by the greedAssassinatin' my own character for the creedI was down bad, now I'm upI'm still down, not too late, still time to turn aroundAnd be somebody new (New, ooh, ooh)The best version of you, ooh, oohChorusI used to want the racks by the duffle and the cheques by the millionsWanted to protect my investment, invest in my childrenNow the hero finally got the cape then he turned into the villainNow my check is reality, I'm finally startin' to feel it Back to: RC Talents