Paroles de "Letter From Montreal"

From Montreal to the World baby
We miss you out here dawg, we miss you for real
But don't get it fucked up, you still king in the city my G
You running laps around this niggas for real for real
Your old shit is better than these niggas new shit man
But yo, imma see you just now, and guess what when I see you man, we gonna be smoking big cigars, drinking exquisite champagne, smoking exotic weed and fucking on bad bitches dawg you know how we do

And like I told you man, being king of the city comes with great responsibilities man
Niggas gon' hate you already know
You know so, keep these hating ass niggas away from you, keep these snake ass niggas away from you, keep these fucking envious niggas away from you
And remember I also told you : don't stay safe, stay dangerous nigga, always keep a third eye, always look around and see what's going on
But I know you can hold you're own and I know you will

Shit it's your homie Tyson Ty dawg, love you and miss you dawg
I see you when I see you