Love Letter Curly J

[Intro]
Oooh

[Chorus]
I remember all the love letters you wrote to me
Crazy how you changed up over time now it's just old to me
You don't even try to hit my line to get a hold of me
Truth is I just really miss the vibes I miss the ol' 'nergy
Shoutout Han, a girl named Miranda
She know I got my bands up
Lil bitch your time is random
I don't even want to stand up
Know I cannot stand up
Can't buy you shit girl, ain't no santa
Sippin' up on my Fanta
Just happy that it's over now
I can work on me and make sure I become a soldier now
I would talk to you but I don't even think you're sober now
Sergeant in command, the only thing I say is ovеr and out
Turnt up with your girls but over here wе take a different route

[Verse]
Don't got no time to play with you
I got a bag to make up too
I just be running up bands so much, you would think I was stuck to the money like glue
She like, "What's your sign"
She wanna hop in the ride and look at the stars for the whole damn night, uh
Shorty, you must got it twisted, uh
Told her I'm done with this shit for real
I do not worry 'bout how you feel
I just wanna run up a hunnid mill
Girl, this shit is not a drill
Girl, this beat is hittin', hittin'
Whip this shit up in the kitchen
If this shit not hard enough
I go right back, no intermission
You wanna hit it, play with it
Things that must've stayed with it
I'm tryna fly in a G5
I'm tryna stack it like Ni-Hi
I know some people that doubted
They think I wouldn't make it
I mean, whatchu mean by it?
I'ma fuck up the game, my fans going crazy
We starting a whole riot