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letter to myself - ybn lil bro lyrics

[intro]
(don’t play with stompa)

[verse]
tell you ’bout this lil’ life of mine, i wouldn’t know where to start
hard headed, never really cared, but that’s just what it was
i was the lil’ n*gga still in the park, servin’ in the dark
threw my gun right in front of the police, took it as a loss
facin’ life at twenty*one, wasn’t too many i could call
runnin’ the streets all day and night, my baby think i’m f*ckin’ off
you with me now, but you gon’ leave me i was to lose it all tomorrow
i miss the old days so much, this sh*t been tearin’ me apart
broken hearted, streets done left me scarred, i’ve been through it all
can’t even dnd my phone, gon’ miss my n*gga fed call
white tees ain’t doin’ no talkin’, they straight knockin’ n*ggas off
i ain’t have to coach the lil’ n*gga, turned his self into a boss
ain’t think i was gon’ make it this far, i’m still in the streets
grandaddy gave me that look like, “son, you in too deep”
i don’t know what these lil’ n*ggas thought, they thinkin’ this sh*t sweet
blitzed my homie, i wasn’t even known and i gotta play some beat now
[?] a dollar in the striker, sh*t gettin’ litty over here
ain’t worried ’bout no opp, i’m probably f*ckin’ these lil’ n*ggas’ sisters
and know i keep that b*tch on me, i wish a lil’ n*gga would
i’ve been tryna find me peace, my mind so stuck up in the hood, though

- ybn lil bro lyrics

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