LETTER TO MYSELF LYRICS BY MORRAYALBUMS / Leave a Comment / By Meghana Khade LETTER TO MYSELF LYRICS BY MORRAYI 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 Worked All Damn Night, for That Minimum Wage Prayin’ to Myself, Askin’ God, “Where the Better Days?” Must’ve Caught the Damn Machine ‘Cause He Wasn’t Answerin’ What Kind of Son Am I Really to Lack the Faith Like That? So Full of Love, How the Fuck Am I Feelin’ Hate Like That? Givin’ Out Hate, Just Know You Gon’ Get That Hate Right Back I Went Off Script, of Course, I Wasn’t Raised Like That 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 Speed Up a Year, Wakin’ Up to a Bigger Crib Feel Like That Nigga, Gettin’ Figures, What the Business Is It’s Fuck a Fan, I Got A.c., I Feel the Chill Again I’m Risin’ Higher, I’m on Fire, Never Chill Again but I Got Caught Up in the Money, Got Caught Up in the Fame I Got Caught Up in a Character Who Really Wasn’t Me I Was Lyin’ to My Wife and Gave Her Nothin’ but Deceit Eyes on Your Paper, but I Decided to Cheat Kids Tellin’ Me They Missed Me, I Ain’t Seen ‘Em in Some Weeks I Was Spendin’ All My Money Like It Grew on Fuckin’ Trees Wasn’t Takin’ No Advice, I Was Consumed by the Greed Assassinatin’ My Own Character for the Creed I Was Down Bad, Now I’m Up I’m Still Down, Not Too Late, Still Time to Turn Around and Be Somebody New (New, Ooh, Ooh) the Best Version of You, Ooh, Ooh 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
