Testi A Letter - Trae Tha Truth, Shyna

A Letter

I’m writing, a letter\nI’m writing, writing a letter to my loved ones\nDear Dinkie, more it what happened everytime I think about you\nIt’s like the world been on my shoulders, everyday I been without you\nMy way of living ain’t healthy, but I’m trying to be a man\nI swear to God I’m fin to lose my cool, and people don’t understand\nCause they be coming at me with drama, not knowing I’m going through it\nI’ve been running from suicide, but they pushing me to do it\nMy nigga I’m telling you, I be needing you by my side\nBut when I see Danny Boo face, I be knowing I gotta ride\nDeep inside it’s tearing me up, since I’m praying it’ll be ok\nI mash the gas a hundred percent, till we together one day\nYou got a nephew on the way, I forgot to tell you the news\nThat mean just one more part of us, that’ll give them hoes the blues\nOur baby brother Jay’Ton, been doing his thang\nAnd since he the youngest, you know mama won’t hesitate to complain\nAnd it’s the same old thang, one day I’m coming to get you\nAs long as I’m in these streets, I promise they’ll never forget you\nWhat’s happening baby girl, it’s been a long time\nYou know I’ma rep you forever, with every word coming out this hard time\nLori, I’m never gon forget the day that you died\nI couldn’t cry, but all the pain inside was killing my pride\nI had to be strong, for the sake of Dinkie in his cell\nI knew he would lose it, missing you is what put him through hell\nYour unborn child, didn’t even get to see the day\nI never understood why, the Lord’ll let em come take you away\nAnd I turned out how you wanted me to be, somebody special\nMade the Lord bless you, now you don’t have to deal with this pressure\nOn earth I really miss you, reminiscing bout how we use to be\nI was your brother, you was my sister for L-I-F-E\nMy mission ain’t over, till the day that I get the nigga that did it\nWhether living or dead, somebody he close to fin to feel it\nAnd I mean it, cause he took one of my loved ones\nNow I’m losing focus, writing a letter to my loved one\nBrenda what happened, Donnie we gotta keep the Lord first\nThe paining is burst, got me visualizing us living life in the worst\nWay, I try to smile but it be hard sometimes\nKnowing that you facing murder, due to the fact these niggas be out of line\nI can’t explain life, but still I understand\nEverything happened for a reason, just part of becoming a man\nAnd I can’t tell you how I feel, when I heard that your mama passed\nKnowing the last time you seen her, was in visitation through glass\nLord knows keyendation, ain’t need to be in your life\nSo I’ma mash it to the fullest, and make sure they iight\nAnd every night I’m on my knees, to ask the Lord to help you out\nInside my mind without a doubt, I know he bout to let you out\nBut don’t you lose faith, cause faith is important at this time\nAnd I’m your dog to the end, no matter what I’ma be around\nSouth Klique forever, through the sunny and rainy weather\nI love you my nigga, that’s the reason I’m writing this letter\nI’m missing you, I’m mis-sing you