JC’s Letter

[Chorus]
Pussy better run, better run to the sun's back
Mama got a gun with a pump gonna jump
Pull it off the rack, gonna get a smack
Write an obituary and send the letter back

[Verse]
Everyday, everyday, 1 stack, 2 stacks
I don’t know, I don't know, I don't know, I said that
Shit that makes you feel shit
Say you a bitch, say you a bitch
Been a little while since I thought on that
Don’t have to make a deal but I secretly want that
Make two albums and I still don't know that
I don't know how to
Market it, market it
Promo, promo
Follow, follow
Brownose, brownose
50, 60, 70, 80
Tell my friends imma make it, make it
Make it, make it
20 tracks, 30 tracks, 1 stack, 2 stacks
I no longer give a fuck about that

[Chorus]
Pussy better run, better run to the sun's back
Mama got a gun with a pump gonna jump
Pull it off the rack, gonna get a smack
Write an obituary and send the letter back

[Verse 2]
Fuck that shit let me breathe
Fuck clenching words in between the teeth
I wanna believe that I​ can do this one day
So fuck you and subliminal shade
I don't care but I feel betrayed
You would gas me up and say im great
You never cared so don't state
You were always there and appreciated
My teenage years were wasted
You were always there sure, on that fake shit
How the fuck can you be so desperate
So quick to take the credit
It was my words, my beat which I said it
One way train to fame and I gave you the ticket
Fuck your excuses, you fucking bigot