My Time

(Hook) 
 I write a letter to my self, won't forget the jail 
 All that dead in jail 
 I write a letter to myself to show that I provale 
 Howcome you can tell? 

 (Verse) 
 You started off the problem, you ain't got no goddens 
 Color is low, look around this vibin' 
 No fallin' availeble, it's willin' 
 You actin' like a bitch right now, now nigga I'm ridin' 
 My homie at the street they ain't hold much 
 He frustrated, try to watch TV 
 Try to mark young Z, the roach it's coped and sneck some company 
 Frontin' like they don't see cribs 
 That shit stressin' for an _____(?) especilly when yoour dress code reckless 
 Feeling there's no blessings 
 That's when your sticky chess out and get prespective 
 You know you not the freshest, freshest, freshest 
 Write a letter to myself, won't forgget my hell x 2 

 (Hook) 

 (Verse) 
 Come on, you know the hood you was made in 
 Night and day in slay, never came here, had to prove you was breck with 
 Mama the only one who raisin' em 
 See the homie on the block, got the ay on the same page 
 Like the way I rock, he just see me from the way 
 What I do guap, take a squap on the cray 
 Stash bout little hunnit fit OD 
 Still got a little hunny in my fam 
 On the way to pick this up, looking like a year 
 And you get no complement it 
 So things go original just I can't escape your fear 
 I've never been here, never been noticed 
 Life is more than just a poster on OTIS 
 Obie you the coldest, humble your self, stay focus 
 I love ya, the reason why I wrote this 
 Write a letter to myself, won't forgget my hell x 2 

 (Hook) 

 (Verse) 
 You from Detroit so you know how the buissines is 
 Haters in quiters things 
 And I know where you live, who your baby is 
 How your money work, try to take you off you 
 Then you get it out you, put you on the trauma 
 Unit so don't matter them niggas without you 
 Major part of that reason they out you 
 You don't build the house here even thou the nigga are out here