Payroll Giovanni - Letter 2 The Lost lyrics

Need to crack these niggas' ass again, dog

Your confidence low 'cause you need
To be accomplishin' more
As a man, bro, you gotta get dough
You gotta block out them hoes
Gotta miss a few parties
Need some cheese to invest? Sell
That chains and them Cartis
You want the Honda or 'Rari? You
Want a mansion or shack?
You gotta get to them stacks
You gotta get off your back
You gotta be uncomfortable
Set goals and attack
You wanna be for real with it
Or just put on an act?
You wanna tell your girl, "Get it, and, yeah
We can go" instead of, "Nah, I can't afford
It, we can't go, hell no"
You wanna show your son how


A man supposed to be
You want your daughter seein' how
A man supposed to speak
Them niggas bringin' you down? Well
Why you even around?
Ain't no monеy around? Then why
You even in town?
Nigga, movе and network, before a chain
You should invest first
That way, you can cop a Cuban
That'll make your neck hurt, yeah
Make sure your family's set first
Takin' care of niggas, shit don't ever work
But, you can give 'em some game
You can give 'em a lane
But they gotta maintain, yeah

This my letter to the lost
My letter to the lost
This my letter to the lost that
Wanna grow into a boss
This my letter to the lost
My letter to the lost, yeah
This my letter to the lost that
Wanna grow into a boss

Waitin' on folks to help
You gon' stay waitin'
And while they goin' on with life
You gon' end up hatin'
Thinkin' somebody owe you? They
Don't owe you nathin'
Your problems is your own
Nobody finna save you (Nobody)
See, if they give you shit
That's gon' cripple you
If they show you how to eat, it'll triple you
(Or more) you gotta go through the struggle
Gotta take a loss
To learn how to manage wins
That you come across
Bein' broke'll teach you how not
To fuck it off
It's on you to soak this shit
Or you can brush it off
You wanna change your life
It's never too late
But, you gotta be the one that wanna elevate
(It's on you)
If they just take, gotta keep 'em away
That real shit you did a
While back don't count today (Nah)
So fuck people-pleasin'
You can give 'em your all and
They'll hate you for no reason (No reason)
You can still win, you still breathin'
You can be starvin' and end up feastin'
Just gotta give it your all
Don't curl up in a ball
Show the world you a dog, nigga

This my letter to the lost
My letter to the lost, yeah
This my letter to the lost that
Wanna grow into a boss
This my letter to the lost
My letter to the yeah
This my letter to the lost that
Wanna grow into a boss

Get your vision, get your goals
Write that shit down, attack it you know?
Get money, nigga