Gunplay - Open Letter lyrics

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 f** 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 Y'all gon' learn today Y'all gon' learn today