Letter to Roddy Ricch

Chorus;

I wanna do rapping, I wanna be

Just wanna be popping, I'm gonna be

No drugs to be wrapping, I'm trying to be

Positive like Roddy ricch, aye aye

Creative that's my wish

Proactive always for the future peach

Effective delays bore the structure ditch

Attentive ears so my lyrics is heard and I'm making this bag

 

Verse;

My dream's to be a rapper, not to be a fucking drug wrapper

Hope gleams toward me like I'm a trapper trying to be a better rapper

But there's always someone to look up to, whenever I abandon the thought to overdo

Taking drugs so I can be wasted, so many years that I waited

Faking thugs' actions as stated, when I heard you I comported

You're a blessing to this industry, motivate me massively

I'm guessing it's not accidentally that you activate me abundantly

We were made by the streets I guess it's something we have in common

When I played by the beats depressed yet you told me come-on

If I keep doing my best I just hope I'll be summoned

Even if it needs doing a test to cope in there I'll take the action

Please believe in me I'll do my best I guarantee

Don't act naive when I fail address me well that I plea

It's with this rapping that I'm obsessed just guide me to it

I promise never to be suppressed half way never to quit

Lead me through this is my request let all feel the heat

 

Chorus;

I wanna do rapping, I wanna be

Just wanna be popping, I'm gonna be

No drugs to be wrapping, I'm trying to be

Positive like Roddy ricch, aye aye

Creative that's my wish

Proactive always for the future peach

Effective delays bore the structure ditch

Attentive ears so my lyrics is heard and I'm making this bag

 

 

Verse;

Told me to Chase The Bag and leave life humbly never to brag

Though called a scumbag but through God's Eyes they now hash tag

I wanted to be Hoodrich to break the depression breach

Got acid to Cream that bitch she said my action can't make me rich

Life's short but I'd be Moonwalking my ways to success

Dress in High Fashion soon-talking with stars always to express

I really Can't Express my happiness right now I don't know how to confess

Yet I can easily profess to y'all that I'm Gifted I sure will progress

Need a Perfect Time to help my friends so their dreams are lucid

But they all need to stop crime get outta The Box so they can succeed

Remember we were all Down Below but yet we made it out

A member of a poor town but made use of my Time that's what life's about

I'm a Big Stepper you'll see me dancing around with my fans

Like a lepper jumping around cause Roddy gave my Project Dreams a chance

I pray I don't Die Young cause I gotta make more positives with my life

Come Out Tha mud, make a song about negative shit of being alive

Do you Tip Toe or go slow when you're chasing the devil?

Rather get a Nascar man he's your foe are you loving his evil?

Hell what's gonna stop me from being Rich Forever

Well I'm gonna keep Balling, Every Season so I don't get poor never!!!

 

Chorus;

I wanna do rapping, I wanna be

Just wanna be popping, I'm gonna be

No drugs to be wrapping, I'm trying to be

Positive like Roddy ricch, aye aye

Creative that's my wish

Proactive always for the future peach

Effective delays bore the structure ditch

Attentive ears so my lyrics is heard and I'm making this bag