Music Video

Open Letter
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Johnny Yukon
Johnny Yukon
Keyboards
DJ Frank E
DJ Frank E
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Marco Rodriguez
Marco Rodriguez
Songwriter
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
Nicholas Varvatsoulis
Nicholas Varvatsoulis
Songwriter
Krystyana Czeiner
Krystyana Czeiner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny Yukon
Johnny Yukon
Producer
Nick The Piff
Nick The Piff
Co-Producer
Manny Galvez
Manny Galvez
Recording Engineer
Jeff Edwards
Jeff Edwards
Recording Engineer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Recording Engineer
Jason Delattiboudere
Jason Delattiboudere
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
McCoy Socalgargoyle
McCoy Socalgargoyle
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
DJ Frank E
DJ Frank E
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Ahem Sometimes I feel like I ain't s- Sometimes a n- feel like s- Talkin' 'bout some real life s- Goodbye letter, dear life s- So if a n- kill me, hope he mean it I just hope I die for a reason They probably won't miss me 'til they need me Have problems with admittin' that they need me, Lord I'm talkin' 'bout some real life s- Goodbye letter, dear life s- Way too concerned to be conceited I live then I learn, then die tryna teach 'em, Lord Die tryna reach 'em They care more about how much I leave than where I leave it I hope I leave more of an impression on my kids To be destined to have blessings to believe in, Lord Just got off the phone with my son Told him, "You a son of a gun" Just got off the phone with my daughter Told her, "I won't hesitate to f- a young n- up" Lord A few b- left me That only got a new b- elected My old b- was too disrespectful And only get my new b- respected That's power, yes It's now or next Can't lie though, I tried though I'll die tryin', that's a common death We was such a team, we was chasin' our dreams Then it stopped, now I'm outta breath Now they try to tell me I need rest And I'll find love again, I ain't find it yet Oh, but I guess it is what it is As it appears, oh s- The object in the mirror is more near than it appears, oh s- And sometimes I fear who in the mirror That n- weird He done died so many times but still here Why am I here? Dear life What is my meaning? My reason? Naked b- really love ones Sometimes our loved ones don't love us I'm f- more than I'm makin' love Sometimes I make my rubber wear a rubber I just tell my lady, "Nothing's easy" Even though I make it look easy But understand looks are deceiving Lookin' like I'm lookin' for some grievance 'Cause I been through way too much, don't wanna think about it Cranky 'bout it, gotta drink about it Gotta synchronize it, tranquilize it Doctor ain't prescribin' what he ain't realizin' Pain inside me got me thinkin' 'bout me Tryna hang my body, sanctifyin' I'm a gangsta dyin' 'cause all gangsters die Can't deny it, you can't tame my lion I'm a angry lion hangin' by a string I can't describe it Feel like a anchor tied to my finger Got me sinkin' to the bottom of my drink I know a lotta n- think I got a lotta n- There's strength in numbers but there's honor over strength I talked to God the other day, he said he got a n- So, I look death up in her eye and then I wink It's way too real The s- I'm talkin' way, way too real I hope it gave you chills The dirt under your feet could be the grave, you fill You don't know how dead you feel 'til you're dead for real Gettin' high after I paid the bill Lower than a Navy SEAL Show up with them Navy guns I hope somebody prayin' for 'em Price tags on mistakes, somebody payin' for 'em Ice bath when my face numb, no expression What's the life expectancy when you don't expect s-? Mama told me, f- the world and be so aggressive Be so fluorescent, watch these h- 'cause they so obsessive Don't get too high to look over blessings Never come in second, make the most of your seconds They so precious 'Cause if we could buy time every store would sell it If you want me to read your mind, need correct spelling I keep it real, n- better keep it copacetic Where the weed? I feel like I'm getting sober-headed Lookin' in the mirror at the one that know me better I was too busy to talk, I wrote an open letter Dear life What is my meaning? My reason? That's the question I ask the reader God bless the reader Dear life What is my meaning? My reason? That's the question You know, when he told me that Toya was havin' a baby, I say Y'all young, you know y'all young, I said Be the best father you can be, you know And truly, he is that
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Marco Rodriguez Diaz, Benjamin Diehl, Nicholas Varvatsoulis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out