[Hook: Dyson]Not a familiar face in yearsGuess they forgot to remember meAnd why is granny the only one answersAuntie died, momma sick and she got cancerMy best friend sleeping with my B.MMy old block dying cause they beefingI cry until the sunrisePraying for these bars to break[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]Dear little bruhI'm writing to see if you got my last letterAnd if you did honestly this my last letterI get the point, I see you to busy and don't wanna be botheredIt's just just weird how we share the same mother and fatherBut yet you treat me like a stranger, instead of your brotherHow could you hate me so much, when you know that I love yaI didn't choose this life bruh, I was forced in itMarried to the game and couldn't get a divorce in itNo prenup with me it was all or nothin'I did all the hustlin' I was tired of strugglin'I got addicted to that cash money, quick, quick, cash moneyDad was on dope , he ain't have bus pass moneyMoms was in the streets hoein' for gas moneyI was on the corner thuggin', chasin' that fast moneyWhatchu wanted me to do?I never had intentions little bruh on leaving youThe streets was the only thing there that would feed me dudeMy life was hard bruh, it wasn't easy dudeI ain't had that type of life that you see on T.V. dudeI just wasn't ready for the streets when they freed me dudeI was chasin' my past hangin' 'round with sleazy dudesI was doing things the normal man wouldn't even doI just want you to come and see me dudeI just want you to come and see me dude[Hook: Dyson]Not a familiar face in yearsGuess they forgot to remember meAnd why is granny the only one answersAuntie died, momma sick and she got cancerMy best friend sleeping with my B.MMy old block dying cause they beefingI cry until the sunrisePraying for these bars to break[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]Everyday this what I see when I awake in this cellI spend 23 hours of the day in this cellGotta sleep, gotta shit, gotta pray in this cellGotta eat, gotta piss, gotta lay in a cellAll night, all morning, all day in this cellPrison on lock down, gotta stay in this cellThink about my old bitch, masturbate in this cellCouple books help my mind elevate in this cellSo much frustration feel my hate in this cell [?]No love at all, man I'm hatin' this cellCan't go no where, man gotta wait in this cellContemplated suicide, man by a shank in this cellDrag queens that you probably never think was a maleFags, punks, snitches, man be racin' to tellUndercover homos be chasin' the tailGrown men cryin', getting raped in they cellKillers on the streets, man [?]Cellie been dead a week, no escapin' the smellNo letters in 5 years, lost faith in the mailIt's only so much you can take 'fore you yellIt's only so much you can take as a maleIt's only so much you can take in this hell[Hook: Dyson]Not a familiar face in yearsGuess they forgot to remember meAnd why is granny the only one answersAuntie died, momma sick and she got cancerMy best friend sleeping with my B.MMy old block dying cause they beefingI cry until the sunrisePraying for these bars to break[Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.]Dear big bruhYeah I got all your lettersI responded several times, just didn't have the courage to send themAnd nah I don't treat you man like you a strangerBut I can't lie its hard to bottle up all this angerWhen you first came home, we had plans to change the game upWhen you got out it's like damn you changed upI was thinking we can be like Baby and SlimMe and you, we can take over the game and get this winAll I needed man was your patience for you to believeBut you was more interested in the streets then believin' in me So why you wonder why I'm mad and why I don't reach back You let me down so many times doin' all thatHurt my heart to find out, man that you were smoking on crackCause I was like nah man, my brother wouldn't do thatBut you did bro, looked up to you since a kid broDon't matter whatever it is you still is my big broBut them drugs had your mind goneAnd that plus blind jealousy had you looking at me like I'm wrongDecisions you was making in the streets wasn't wise onesAnd the things that you said could've jeopardized lives bruh You was only worried about yours wasn't worried about mine bruhBut you being locked up who you think was easy to find bruh[?]Your niece getting old, she about to turn 9 bruhDaddy had AIDS, I sat and watched him die bruhMomma had cancer, I sat and watched her die bruh12 years I waited for you, a lot of time bruhFor you to get out and go back and do time bruhThat's why I ain't fucking with youI ain't wasting my time bruhBut I love you man, I really doAnd as I get older I feel sorry for youBut you weren't worried about niggas tryna kill meWhat will be, will be, when it will beThis is only how I feel, I just hope you feel meThis is only how I feel, I just hope you feel me
