Marcolen Hayes - Letter To Zay lyrics
[Marcolen Hayes - Letter To Zay lyrics]
This a letter to zay my nigga Hold your head
And every young nigga behind the
Wall or in the Feds
We just some young souls misguided nigga
Trying to get bread when
You trapped in the system it's
Die or get doe instead
Be a Ryder or a hoe instead
No denying for these streets
I bled gangtas move in silence
Fuck what's being said
This a letter to zay my nigga hold your head
And every young nigga behind that
Wall or in the Feds
Born in thе system I'm a food stamp baby huh
Call me yo nigga like you ku klux crazy huh
You want all of my peers
Pushing up Daisys huh
2015 yеar of the fuck niggas
Don't phase me huh
But I'm crazy nah, but I'm shady huh
Why you mad this is what the
Streets done made me huh
The good die young so say
Goodnight to the bad guy
Around my way niggas get off'd
Bout them gang ties
Getting they chains took and
Jumping out cab rides
Whipping that baking soda and
Watching that crack rise
Police need to get their collars
Niggas dead over dollars
Imagine hitting every chick around
That sucks and swallows
G code shit never ask if there's a problem
Live and learn young kings cause
Tomorrow ain't never promised listen
To the knowledge I spit and keep it honest
I embraced the hustle at a young
Age don't ever knock it
This a letter to zay my nigga Hold your head
And every young nigga behind the
Wall or in the Feds
We just some young souls misguided nigga
Trying to get bread when
You trapped in the system it's
Die or get doe instead
Be a Ryder or a hoe instead
No denying for these streets
I bled gangtas move in silence
Fuck what's being said
This a letter to zay my nigha hold your head
And every young nigga behind that
Wall or in the Feds
Nigga s are so worried about
Hub lot s and ferragamo
When they kids not eating but in
The club they popping bottles
Sell a couple nicks bags and
Suddenly he s el chapo
Instead being like Frederick Douglas they
Want to be el capo
Your priorities fucked up and money
Ain't gona solve em
That's the same mentality why
Niggas invented robbing
Been stuck in the hood so
Long and they family's starving
Catching cases at young age s
Nigga we been the targets
Migrated from the Reagan era hear the
Words I write in this letter
Before you think it's too late and
You wish you only knew better
While we on Instagram flexing
Talking whose fresher
Or who got more bitches a race
To be the new Hefner
Or who drives flyest car without
Busting under the pressure
Or who gang bangs and can throw
Up the most hand gestures
Or who s smoking on the gas
The loudest and feel the texture
Nigga fuck all of that bullshit
I don't need the attention
This a letter to zay my nigga Hold your head
And every young nigga behind the
Wall or in the Feds
We just some young souls misguided
Nigga trying to get bread
When you trapped in the system it's
Die or get doe instead
Be a Ryder or a hoe instead no
Denying for these streets I bled
Gangtas move in silence fuck
What's being said
This a letter to zay my nigha hold your head
And every young nigga behind that
Wall or in the Feds
And every young nigga behind the
Wall or in the Feds
We just some young souls misguided nigga
Trying to get bread when
You trapped in the system it's
Die or get doe instead
Be a Ryder or a hoe instead
No denying for these streets
I bled gangtas move in silence
Fuck what's being said
This a letter to zay my nigga hold your head
And every young nigga behind that
Wall or in the Feds
Born in thе system I'm a food stamp baby huh
Call me yo nigga like you ku klux crazy huh
You want all of my peers
Pushing up Daisys huh
2015 yеar of the fuck niggas
Don't phase me huh
But I'm crazy nah, but I'm shady huh
Why you mad this is what the
Streets done made me huh
The good die young so say
Goodnight to the bad guy
Around my way niggas get off'd
Bout them gang ties
Getting they chains took and
Jumping out cab rides
Whipping that baking soda and
Watching that crack rise
Police need to get their collars
Niggas dead over dollars
Imagine hitting every chick around
That sucks and swallows
G code shit never ask if there's a problem
Live and learn young kings cause
Tomorrow ain't never promised listen
To the knowledge I spit and keep it honest
I embraced the hustle at a young
Age don't ever knock it
This a letter to zay my nigga Hold your head
And every young nigga behind the
Wall or in the Feds
We just some young souls misguided nigga
Trying to get bread when
You trapped in the system it's
Die or get doe instead
Be a Ryder or a hoe instead
No denying for these streets
I bled gangtas move in silence
Fuck what's being said
This a letter to zay my nigha hold your head
And every young nigga behind that
Wall or in the Feds
Nigga s are so worried about
Hub lot s and ferragamo
When they kids not eating but in
The club they popping bottles
Sell a couple nicks bags and
Suddenly he s el chapo
Instead being like Frederick Douglas they
Want to be el capo
Your priorities fucked up and money
Ain't gona solve em
That's the same mentality why
Niggas invented robbing
Been stuck in the hood so
Long and they family's starving
Catching cases at young age s
Nigga we been the targets
Migrated from the Reagan era hear the
Words I write in this letter
Before you think it's too late and
You wish you only knew better
While we on Instagram flexing
Talking whose fresher
Or who got more bitches a race
To be the new Hefner
Or who drives flyest car without
Busting under the pressure
Or who gang bangs and can throw
Up the most hand gestures
Or who s smoking on the gas
The loudest and feel the texture
Nigga fuck all of that bullshit
I don't need the attention
This a letter to zay my nigga Hold your head
And every young nigga behind the
Wall or in the Feds
We just some young souls misguided
Nigga trying to get bread
When you trapped in the system it's
Die or get doe instead
Be a Ryder or a hoe instead no
Denying for these streets I bled
Gangtas move in silence fuck
What's being said
This a letter to zay my nigha hold your head
And every young nigga behind that
Wall or in the Feds