Letter 2 Myself by Trilla Vi Lyrics
To myself
I just wrote a letter to myself (to myself)
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I just wrote a letter...
(Verse 1)
Dear me
Keep going with your energy
Never hate on your enemy
Just pray for your enemies
Deep down they in love with you
They just jealously mixed with the agony
Pardon me , I like women and to party too (party too)
I like vodka and the henny too (henny too)
I like her in a birthday suit (birthday suit)
I keep it casual I don't do no suit ( nah , nah)
I like booty and the sex too (sex too)
Like christian grey I want the playroom
Pretty women like to play too (come and play too)
Casanova is what they calling you
(Chorus)
To myself
I just wrote a letter to myself (to myself)
X4
I just wrote a letter...
(Verse 2)
Coryson you killing beats and killing them
You a murderer how you still out here ?
Nigga you a problem
Since you was a younging You've been the best
Since at kindergarten you was sleeping
On a lobby you never had it easy
Remember doing drugs getting high
Feeling dizzy
It was peer pressure bad frenzy
Your pockets still empty
You keep it one hunnid you so wavy
At Age 18 with OCD you so crazy
How they could not hate you
If you this amazing
You never into games so bitches couldn't play you
Cory been around so the streets
Never raised you
Gotta thank god for the mother that he gave you
(Chorus)
To myself
I just wrote a letter to myself (to myself)
X4
I just wrote a letter...
I just wrote a letter to myself (to myself)
X4
I just wrote a letter...
(Verse 1)
Dear me
Keep going with your energy
Never hate on your enemy
Just pray for your enemies
Deep down they in love with you
They just jealously mixed with the agony
Pardon me , I like women and to party too (party too)
I like vodka and the henny too (henny too)
I like her in a birthday suit (birthday suit)
I keep it casual I don't do no suit ( nah , nah)
I like booty and the sex too (sex too)
Like christian grey I want the playroom
Pretty women like to play too (come and play too)
Casanova is what they calling you
(Chorus)
To myself
I just wrote a letter to myself (to myself)
X4
I just wrote a letter...
(Verse 2)
Coryson you killing beats and killing them
You a murderer how you still out here ?
Nigga you a problem
Since you was a younging You've been the best
Since at kindergarten you was sleeping
On a lobby you never had it easy
Remember doing drugs getting high
Feeling dizzy
It was peer pressure bad frenzy
Your pockets still empty
You keep it one hunnid you so wavy
At Age 18 with OCD you so crazy
How they could not hate you
If you this amazing
You never into games so bitches couldn't play you
Cory been around so the streets
Never raised you
Gotta thank god for the mother that he gave you
(Chorus)
To myself
I just wrote a letter to myself (to myself)
X4
I just wrote a letter...