Letter 2 Kodak - Choo Choo

Rippa on the beat, bitch!

Real shit, nigga

Damn, lil' bruh

A nigga hate that this shit had to come to this, my nigga.

Know’m sayin'?

I guess this was the letter you were askin' for bruh

You got the whole city like, like really short, though

(Let me hear it.)

Aye lil' kodak, ion' know what you been on

Where sniper gang walked when yo ass couldn’t get home?

Zeke had to feed em' cause them niggas never been on

Koly just been coolin', and you coulda' called bruh phone

I don’t write letters, I’m a father, I don’t be having no time

I had money on my phone, you coulda' called my line

And yo' pussy ass cousin, he ain’t really gon' ride

You took flight, and came back, and pulled me to the side, and said Choo,

it ain’t no beef, bruh.

Come to 18 hunned' so niggas can see, bruh.

The way you be tweetin' online, and IG bruh?

You a clown, when I thought you was a G, bruh

Money ain’t the issue mane, you know my niggas gon' eat

Fame came wit' that money, we been runnin' these streets

My lil' nigga, my lil' nigga, damn that’s how it’s gon' be?

I’d ride for you, my nigga, like they fuckin' wit me

I ran down on P though, that fuck nigga broke

Right on 18 hunned' hill, walkin' wit a lil' hoe

I was in my beamer, that lil' hoe say turn back around

I jumped out, whooped his bitch while he had his head down

Aye don’t play with me, my nigga, I’m a Pompano native

I had love for you nigga, and you listen to haters

You ain’t had to tell me, but now I see where I stand

Run up on me, fuck nigga, if you think that I’m playin'

See, all that beef shit, I don’t take it lightly

Fuckin' wit' me shit, I don’t take it lightly

Prolly' won’t be shit, but I don’t take it lightly

And if you mean this, you better not take it lightly

Don’t stop, all that beef shit, I don’t take it lightly

Fuckin' wit' me shit, I don’t take it lightly

Prolly' won’t be shit, but I don’t take it lightly

And if you mean this, you better not take it lightly

(Don't stop, nigga.)

I know imma' see a better day

There gotta be a better place

Gotta get up outta' section 8

I dream about it errday'

Don’t get it twisted

Ima plot, and I’m happy you made it

From the heart, on better days, and everybody related

I put ya' girl on IG, and I guess you thought I was hating

She would jam on my music, and that’s when shit got crazy

I used to jam big to money when I hit rock bottom

Come clean, and hoe problems ain’t no problems

Don’t let a bitch come between, that ain’t part of the game

And what the fuck this is I’m hearin' bout you and Lil Wayne?

See Cash Money is a honor, we grew up on that shit

You prolly' won’t understand, cause you still a lil' jit

Shit, we all from the jects' out here tryna' get rich

No more block burnin, strollin' outchea' lookin' for licks

Ima man, lil bruh.

I don’t hold back shit

Keep it real to myself, I never turn on my clique

Don’t forget about AD, a good nigga at heart

He had good intentions, he affiliated with god

You ain’t gotta fuck wit' me, and I ain’t' expectin' you to

But in life, be careful, gotta watch how you move

Ima' close this letter out, remain humble and true

And I ain’t lookin' for no handouts, sincerely Choo

See, all that beef shit, I don’t take it lightly

Fuckin' wit' me shit, I don’t take it lightly

Prolly' won’t be shit, but I don’t take it lightly

And if you mean this, you better not take it lightly

Don’t stop, all that beef shit, I don’t take it lightly

Fuckin' wit' me shit, I don’t take it lightly

Prolly' won’t be shit, but I don’t take it lightly

And if you mean this, you better not take it lightly

(Don't stop, nigga.)

Lil' bruh, you shot the fuck out dawg'

Know’m sayin?

Bitch you got the whole city like, damn, like what the fuck bruh?

You know’m sayin?

You got the Noya goin' all the way to the old you know’m'

sayin', it’s unfortunate lil' bruh

It wasn’t none of my niggas, dawg, but you know’m' sayin', but you kicked them

niggas off stage, my nigga.

you know’m sayin?

You even kicked your own niggas off stage, dawg.

What part of the game is that,

my nigga?

You doin' all this social media shit bout a bitch, nigga.

You know that’s where that came from my nigga.

And a nigga ain’t hatin' on you,

my nigga.

Cause we get money on this end, you know how the Noya rock bruh

And don’t be dissin' Lil Wayne, bruh.

Cause they got a Noya too, man.

Them boys really bout' it like we is, my nigga.

Skraight up bruh, you feel me.

You gotta respect the OG’s dawg, just calm down, my nigga.

You feel me?

This ain’t no diss, it’s just big bruh boxin' you in a corner my nigga.

You feel me?

In the hives, nigga.

Brothas' link up, fight, nigga,

and then five minutes later, we skraight, nigga

1k, nigga