Letter
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Letter was released on November 14, 2025 by 90s G-Flow as a part of the album Letter - Single
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90s G-Flow
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Uh... yeah...
This one’s for the nights I ain’t come home,
For the tears you dropped on a dial tone.
I know you hate this grind, but baby, this the only road I know.
Listen...
I wrote this letter on a napkin, smellin’ smoke and gin,
With a bullet in the corner where the story begins.
Life been a gamble — I’m all in, no bluff,
Every sunrise a war, every breath is tough.
I see reflections of my homies that ain’t here no more,
Still hear their laughter echo off them project doors.
We was dreamin’ of chains before the money came,
Now every chain’s a memory hangin’ heavy with pain.
You said Why you always out there riskin’ your soul?
Cuz baby, peace don’t live where the bills unfold.
I’m tryna stack hope, turn fear into shine,
But the block got a voice whisperin’ one more time.
And if I don’t make it, remember my plan —
I wasn’t tryna be a legend, just a better man.
If I die tonight, read my words in the rain,
Every rhyme’s my prayer, every verse my pain.
Baby, hold that letter close to your chest,
I’m still fightin’ demons, but I’m doin’ my best.
Don’t cry for me when the lights get dim,
I left my truth in the lines, that’s me within.
If heaven got a block, I’ma wait for you there,
Where the sky’s all peace, and the streets all fair.
Yo…
Sometimes I talk to this paper like it’s my priest,
Confessin’ every sin that the hustle released.
You said, Why you always rappin’ ‘bout pain and scars?
Cuz baby, that’s the ink from these prison bars.
I seen kids die before they learned to read,
Seen a mama sell hope just to make ends meet.
I ain’t glorifyin’ the streets — they cursed me first,
They baptized my soul in the blood and the dirt.
If love’s the answer, then war’s the test,
And I’m failin’ half the time, tryna do my best.
I know my hands dirty, but my heart still gold,
Still dream of us laughin’ when we both get old.
But every night, it’s the same sound — shots in the air,
Prayers in the wind, nobody really cares.
So I keep this pen loaded, these words my shield,
I bleed ‘em on the page ‘cause pain don’t heal.
If I die tonight, read my words in the rain,
Every rhyme’s my prayer, every verse my pain.
Baby, hold that letter close to your chest,
I’m still fightin’ demons, but I’m doin’ my best.
Now, check it —
It’s that dogg from the West with the soul of a poet,
I wrote this letter slow so you really could know it.
The life that I chose got a cost on it heavy,
Had to keep my mind sharp, my trigger hand steady.
See, love in the hood ain’t champagne and roses,
It’s prayers for your man when the gate closes.
But you kept me grounded, when the world got cold,
You my peace, my queen, my platinum, my gold.
If I don’t make it home, light a blunt, take a ride,
Let the smoke hit the sky, know I’m right by your side.
They say pimp or die — nah, I live for truth,
Every bar I spit’s a tribute to the proof.
Cuz we rise, we fall, we break, we mend,
And if I go tonight, this ain’t the end.
If I die tonight, read my words in the rain,
Every rhyme’s my prayer, every verse my pain.
Baby, hold that letter close to your chest,
I’m still fightin’ demons, but I’m doin’ my best.
Don’t mourn the man, just remember the message,
The streets may take me, but love’s my blessing.
Now I’m signin’ off, baby, one last breath,
If the reaper come knockin’, I’ll cheat my death.
They say time heals all, but pain don’t fade,
It just hides in the beats of the songs I made.
Tell my lil’ one, Daddy tried his best,
Tell my mama, I’m finally gettin’ rest.
And when you read this, let the tears just fall,
Cuz I meant every word — I gave you my all.
No diamonds, no cars, just my truth in rhyme,
That’s the only legacy I leave behind.
So if you hear my voice through a radio wave,
Know I’m speakin’ from the block, from beyond the grave.
Hey baby… if you hear this, it means I made it through another night.
Or maybe I didn’t. Either way... I’m still with you.
Read that letter again — I left my soul between the lines.
Written by: 90s G-Flow
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