Open Letter (freestyle) Lyrics - Gunplay

Living legends, no pardons in murder gardens 

(Hustlin', hustlin') since then, we've been on since 

Dealing dimes in adornments 

When they rhyme, man it's all myths 

Now my dimes all tall milfs 

And my rap lines all gifts 

I'm in the paint, I think I'm Paul Pierce 

Bread right, headlights, y'all all deers 

Hoes wanted black bottles, but I brought beers 

They was so disappointed that they fought tears 

Cooked all the base, bring me more snares 

You ain't a soldier if you ain't pay war fares 

Fuck it, from here to Nantucket 

Roll a damn nugget, ain't no other way to put it 

Junkie jit wrote a hit in his hoodie 

Oak on the rifle and the steering wheel's wooden 

Just put me anywhere near money 

Bet I won't make it fair for not one of ya 

I got groceries, 31 onions 

Make hoes walk the plank 'till they made eight bunions 

Pimps keep pimping, hoes keep hoeing 

I-N-G stands for I'm not going 

Crackers ask me question, I'm not knowing 

I gave a life sentence back, now y'all owe it 

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Y'all gon' learn today 

Y'all gon' learn today 

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