Morray - Letter To Myself

I used to want the racks by the duffle and the cheques by the millions
Wanted to protect my investment, invest in my children
Now the hero finally got the cape then he turned into the villain
Now my check is reality, I'm finally startin' to feel it

Wasn't cool enough, broke fan, all I had to feel the breeze
Night sweats, get these covers off of me
Hella dark, I couldn't see
Lights off, no electricity
Food spoiled, don't got no more EBT
What the fuck am I to eat?
Eat last, raisin' babies ain't chеap
They clothes fly 'cause my clothеs stayed cheap
An eighth last a whole week
Pockets low, it's on froze, how they freeze
As a man, I didn't feel real manly

Always with the rent late, tryna figure out how to get paid



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