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letter 2 the industry - lil migo lyrics

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[intro]
(red dead, i’m so f*ckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
ayy
migo, d*mn, yeah
ayy, man
this a letter to the industry
let you n*ggas know what’s goin’ on
n*ggas and b*tches
you know
i just had to get some sh*t off my chest
speak that real spill
i stayed down for this sh*t, i’ll be d*mned if a n*gga take it
ayy

[verse 1]
young n*gga pimpin’ his style (style)
i’m tryna break down this loud (loud)
n*ggas, they gossip like childs
i can’t sit around, i’m sellin’ these pounds (d*mn)
i wanna thank all my rounds for totin’ them k’s when we out of town (brrt)
i had to switch up my style, ’cause n*ggas, they copied my motherf*ckin’ sound
so n*ggas all lost on the road (road)
so n*ggas, they know that they old (d*mn)
but they cannot call me no more
i put that on god, this sh*t from the soul (yes)
i cannot trust me a ho
they f*ck on you, then they go f*ck on your bro (ayy)
act like you know how it go
when n*ggas be beggin’ and everybody broke
d*mn

[interlude]
sh*t crazy, when you up, everybody want somethin’ from you
but when you don’t give it to ’em
they think you don’t f*ck with ’em
where the f*ck was you when i was broke?
i don’t owe a n*gga sh*t

[verse 2]
young n*gga chasin’ a check
one foot on the gas, and one on they neck (d*mn)
you better pray for this wreck
’cause i want it now, i don’t want it next (no)
and n*ggas, they know they a mess
’cause they tryna keep up when i’m playin’ chess (huh?)
i had to climb me a mountain, but i made it out, that sh*t was a test (d*mn)
i wanna sit up and count up a mil’, lil’ baby, i don’t wanna talk (no)
junkies, they steady just callin’ my phone, i’m tryna go get this sh*t off (gone)
and i had to crawl before i could ball, i turned myself into a boss (bling)
i took a loss and now i could floss and you know that sh*t there, it cost, d*mn, ayy
she wanna f*ck up the ice (ice)
baby, i shine like a light, but this for a price, i know it look nice (d*mn)
you wanna f*ck up the mic, and i got a life, you say i’m your type (yes)
you know you can’t be my wife, but you get the pipe, then i’m out of sight (skrrt)
i’m breakin’ down and rollin’ up loud, my n*gga, this straight out the pound (gas)
sit back and think about all of my n*ggas i tried to help get off the ground (d*mn)
these n*ggas crossed me so many d*mn times, i think on it, then i just frown (arr)
want the best for you n*ggas, to live your life and see you just smile, d*mn

[interlude]
ayy, you know
when you try to help a n*gga and do for him
these n*ggas don’t see the good in it, they think you tryna f*ckin’ get over on ’em
you know
i’ma stay real and be me

[verse 3]
got off my ass and went got a bag, my n*gga, i didn’t ask for sh*t (no)
everything that i’m receiving, my n*gga, i grinded, didn’t have to ride d*ck (d*mn)
i wanna thank all my n*ggas who been here from day one and didn’t have to switch (yes)
whether we pull up in big body benz, we pull up and hop out with sticks (brrt)
i’m tryna ice out the clique (d*mn)
i’m tryna flood out my wrist (yes)
i’m tryna put on my b*tch, ’cause she loved a n*gga when i ain’t have sh*t (d*mn)
these n*ggas mad ’cause i got some money and i went and made me a hit
look at my light, my n*gga, it glitter and glammer, come take you a pic (bling)
half of you n*ggas, i really don’t like ’cause i know you lyin’ when you write (cap)
i speak the truth soon i grab the mic’, she sayin’ that she a cold type (d*mn)
n*ggas, they tryna just speak on my life, i guess they just runnin’ with hype (huh?)
that be the reason you win or gettin’ wiped while i’m on an overnight flight (byoom)
i was a trapper, but now i’m a rapper, my n*gga, i’m poppin’ this sh*t (pop it)
these n*ggas talkin’ and these n*ggas goin’, they end up gettin’ popped like a zit (d*mn)
you n*ggas mad they can’t take off the ‘fit, this sh*t here too real when i spit (yes)
cold like a rockstar whenever i drip, that there why this sh*t is a hit (d*mn)

[outro]
ayy, migo
yeah
this a letter to the industry, man
(red dead, i’m so f*ckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
sh*t so bothered, realred
ayy, yeah, d*mn

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