Chuki Beats - Dear Little Sister lyrics

[Verse 1: Trey Coachman] Dear little sister I know it's my first year gone But don't catch blisters from those boys that be rolling along And Don't give no retorts like I tell you to change your outfits But you'll never know the feeling that'll make me sick Hearing these boys and all the noise that they wanna bone Chats in the locker room that I don't wanna hear at home With tears running and having someone blowing up my phone Saying someone hurt Steph and you'll know I'll set the tone I don't f** with Orion boys unless I trust them now That's a low percentage, I still hang around I don't want this to happen so I'm saying it again I know the unknown feeling that's bound to set it Being different from the crowd Feeling your view don't matter Don't trust them smiling faces They'll back-stab with chatter Make me wanna roll up and tear down the town Family over everything and I take that to heart You told me three rules so I'll give you the same to start You can't trust them boys and don't catch feelings They aren't worth you wildin' out from the floor to the ceiling And the third one is the gold and trust me this for a reasoning f** boys don't show feelings to who they see are hoes They aren't worth your moments so make your own mold Being black in white suburbs does set lover standards And stay smart with the comments and be your own commander Will a little laughter that will be your bridge You'll find truth unhinge and find what stories were told See who is fake and who is straight unbelievable The next two years for you a lot will unfold [Chorus:] I know I send tough love little sister Yeah we know it's true ‘Cause I actually care about ya little sister So don't mess up, yeah you I know I send tough love little sister Yeah we know it's true ‘Cause I actually care about ya little sister So don't mess up, yeah you [Verse 2: DL and Trey Coachman] Lil' sister why you always coming for me Sometimes I feel like I'm in battle like melee You hit with me verbal right and left Cause there's a gap between us like a synaptic cleft You been so tough ever since our daddy pa**ed But I got you sis you know I got your back I know you been in emotional turmoil And your soul feels like Jamaican castor oil But when you act out with that little attitude I hold back because I wanna choke you In the end I guess I'll never understand What it's like to grow up without a strong black man You see i saw our father and I loved him too But for you losing him for you was my pain times two (Trey Coachman) Little negress I know you'll hear this So I'll keep this very convenient Don't get too ga**ed up sis You may be hot now So put that to your advantage Keep it original and change it up like chex mix Figure who's worth your while to mess with Nobody really knows who they are But some already know who they gonna be Use your four eyes so you can achieve The sight of what's white and right Despite the writings on the wall You'll grow to appreciate and hate How Orion made us meticulous and evolve Moments I was so appalled On that Kanye status Having epiphanies like I sat on Einstein's mattress These tantalized antics made me firmly grasp it Taking advice from Patrick Don't be ratchet That's my advice sis, that's it And don't be lying when I call you bud