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Dear G Video (MV)




Performed By: Mon Roe
Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Brandon White




Mon Roe - Dear G Lyrics




Dear G, how you been? I know it's been a hassle
I hope that you surviving in that solitary castle
It's been about a year, I think it's 24 more
I'm sure lounging in that prison cell could be quite a bore
So lemme holla at you real quick, and tell you what's been happenin
A lot of shit has changed since I got caught lackin
That nigga hit a lick on me, no plan of attack
But you took his ass out, and I respect you for that
I gotta tell you, my life has not been the same
I went from cleaning the dishes to bitches chanting my name
My rap career took off, but I'm still stuck in school
I stopped doing lean, that shit really ain't cool
I'm writing this album, but I don't know what to call it
Danny Brown came to my town, I wish I could've saw it
I remember just a year ago, I thought I wasn't able
But I got a call a month ago from Joey's record label

And all my niggas on the green, yeah, they good at getting cash
And all the f*ckers in the hood, they can really kiss my ass
And to the niggas that had doubted me, I'm saying f*ck em all
2020, don't forget what you saw (Get money) (Dollar dollar bill y'all)

I know they say Zack is number one
But what he eat don't make me shit and who he f*ck don't make me cum
Give a band to anyone and I'm sure he'll run (and that's on god)
On my homies, they ain't never live the life I know
Snorting blow to get high, sell that shit on the low
Lock the door when you leave, don't say what you do
Motherf*cker, they ain't know the type of shit we been through
Yeah, I may not be the richest or the hottest in the drama
But there really ain't a point when you ain't worried bout the comma
All I'm worried bout is home, I'm sure you're worried too
When you're finally out the pile, whole town will be new
But the gang will stay the same, only thing to remain
Hitting licks, f*cking bitches, they still f*cking with Jane
But I'm done with all that shit, I guess I matured
Skipping class to packing bricks the only thing that I learned

And all my niggas on the green, yeah, they good at getting cash
And all the f*ckers in the hood, they can really kiss my ass
And to the niggas that had doubted me, I'm saying f*ck em all
2020, don't forget what you saw (Get money) (Dollar dollar bill y'all)

I talked to your daughter the other day
She doesn't know you in the pen, I didn't know what to say
She said, "I miss my daddy, haven't seen him in months"
"But I know that he'll come back to me or call me just once"
I never thought you'd be a father, but you took it with pride
I remember you were broke, but laid some money aside
The baby-mama's good, but she was struggling with bills
So I gave her bout a thou and said, "Don't spend it on pills"
I'm still worried about the gang, shit, I wasn't deceived
All these niggas die for shit that they don't even believe
I'm talking sex, money, murder, only thing on their dome
They'd rather buy a golden chain before they buying a home
But one thing that I can say without fail
When I finally get the check, imma pay for your bail
And when you finally out, I hope you quit your job as janitor
Come and see the world with me, I want you as my manager

And all my niggas on the green, yeah, they good at getting cash
And all the f*ckers in the hood, they can really kiss my ass
And to the niggas that had doubted me, I'm saying f*ck em all
2020, don't forget what you saw (Get money) (Dollar dollar bill y'all)
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Dear G, how you been? I know it's been a hassle
I hope that you surviving in that solitary castle
It's been about a year, I think it's 24 more
I'm sure lounging in that prison cell could be quite a bore
So lemme holla at you real quick, and tell you what's been happenin
A lot of shit has changed since I got caught lackin
That nigga hit a lick on me, no plan of attack
But you took his ass out, and I respect you for that
I gotta tell you, my life has not been the same
I went from cleaning the dishes to bitches chanting my name
My rap career took off, but I'm still stuck in school
I stopped doing lean, that shit really ain't cool
I'm writing this album, but I don't know what to call it
Danny Brown came to my town, I wish I could've saw it
I remember just a year ago, I thought I wasn't able
But I got a call a month ago from Joey's record label

And all my niggas on the green, yeah, they good at getting cash
And all the f*ckers in the hood, they can really kiss my ass
And to the niggas that had doubted me, I'm saying f*ck em all
2020, don't forget what you saw (Get money) (Dollar dollar bill y'all)

I know they say Zack is number one
But what he eat don't make me shit and who he f*ck don't make me cum
Give a band to anyone and I'm sure he'll run (and that's on god)
On my homies, they ain't never live the life I know
Snorting blow to get high, sell that shit on the low
Lock the door when you leave, don't say what you do
Motherf*cker, they ain't know the type of shit we been through
Yeah, I may not be the richest or the hottest in the drama
But there really ain't a point when you ain't worried bout the comma
All I'm worried bout is home, I'm sure you're worried too
When you're finally out the pile, whole town will be new
But the gang will stay the same, only thing to remain
Hitting licks, f*cking bitches, they still f*cking with Jane
But I'm done with all that shit, I guess I matured
Skipping class to packing bricks the only thing that I learned

And all my niggas on the green, yeah, they good at getting cash
And all the f*ckers in the hood, they can really kiss my ass
And to the niggas that had doubted me, I'm saying f*ck em all
2020, don't forget what you saw (Get money) (Dollar dollar bill y'all)

I talked to your daughter the other day
She doesn't know you in the pen, I didn't know what to say
She said, "I miss my daddy, haven't seen him in months"
"But I know that he'll come back to me or call me just once"
I never thought you'd be a father, but you took it with pride
I remember you were broke, but laid some money aside
The baby-mama's good, but she was struggling with bills
So I gave her bout a thou and said, "Don't spend it on pills"
I'm still worried about the gang, shit, I wasn't deceived
All these niggas die for shit that they don't even believe
I'm talking sex, money, murder, only thing on their dome
They'd rather buy a golden chain before they buying a home
But one thing that I can say without fail
When I finally get the check, imma pay for your bail
And when you finally out, I hope you quit your job as janitor
Come and see the world with me, I want you as my manager

And all my niggas on the green, yeah, they good at getting cash
And all the f*ckers in the hood, they can really kiss my ass
And to the niggas that had doubted me, I'm saying f*ck em all
2020, don't forget what you saw (Get money) (Dollar dollar bill y'all)
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Writer: Brandon White
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