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Letter U Video (MV)




Performed By: Jameel3dn
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Jameel McPherson




Jameel3dn - Letter U Lyrics




Count on me ya
All My niggaz in the struggle
I do it for ya'll man

I do it for the ghetto
Show ya'll we ain't gotta settle
Life ain't about the bezels
Diamonds shinning rare metals
Fast cars foot to pedal
Pitching crack these niggaz rebels
Behind bars now we wrestle
Living hell f*ck these Devils

You see I know pain
But I have no fear
Doubting myself trusting others got me no where
Grew up bummy
I had no gear
Looked within myself and found some gold there
Fake forces
They said I'm dead wrong
Kids laughing at me
But I'm head strong
Mamma poor
Daddy lost
So I wore what mamma gave me like a f*cking boss
Teens hit
I had to level up
Money low robbing houses just to get it up
But never in the hood
That some sucka shit
I can't rob my people just to benefit
So You can

I do it for the ghetto
Show ya'll we ain't gotta settle
Life ain't about the bezels
Diamonds shinning rare metals
Fast cars foot to pedal
Pitching crack these niggaz rebels
Behind bars now we wrestle
Living hell f*ck these Devils

Came back on a grey hound
Trust myself nigga
I'ma say it proud
Million dollar plans in my book
Say it loud
They said I would fail wonder what they saying now
They said I used them
But I ain't gain shit
I'm asking how
But they cant name shit
Wasted ten years
With the same bitch
Bet she call my phone when a nigga get famous
Shit charge it to the game
Finally get a bag and now niggaz think I changed
Share my success
When you ain't share my pain
That Nip line stay up on my brain nigga
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English

Count on me ya
All My niggaz in the struggle
I do it for ya'll man

I do it for the ghetto
Show ya'll we ain't gotta settle
Life ain't about the bezels
Diamonds shinning rare metals
Fast cars foot to pedal
Pitching crack these niggaz rebels
Behind bars now we wrestle
Living hell f*ck these Devils

You see I know pain
But I have no fear
Doubting myself trusting others got me no where
Grew up bummy
I had no gear
Looked within myself and found some gold there
Fake forces
They said I'm dead wrong
Kids laughing at me
But I'm head strong
Mamma poor
Daddy lost
So I wore what mamma gave me like a f*cking boss
Teens hit
I had to level up
Money low robbing houses just to get it up
But never in the hood
That some sucka shit
I can't rob my people just to benefit
So You can

I do it for the ghetto
Show ya'll we ain't gotta settle
Life ain't about the bezels
Diamonds shinning rare metals
Fast cars foot to pedal
Pitching crack these niggaz rebels
Behind bars now we wrestle
Living hell f*ck these Devils

Came back on a grey hound
Trust myself nigga
I'ma say it proud
Million dollar plans in my book
Say it loud
They said I would fail wonder what they saying now
They said I used them
But I ain't gain shit
I'm asking how
But they cant name shit
Wasted ten years
With the same bitch
Bet she call my phone when a nigga get famous
Shit charge it to the game
Finally get a bag and now niggaz think I changed
Share my success
When you ain't share my pain
That Nip line stay up on my brain nigga
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Writer: Jameel McPherson
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