Letter To Krept Lyrics - Cadet

Yo, Dear Cuzzy 

Real talk I don't even know how to start this 

I just know that I love you 

Anyway, let me talk cuzzy, let me be real 

Let me tell you how a nigga feel from the dinner table, college or in the field 

Let me get it out 

Let me spill every emotion 

But know it's going to be real 

Do you remember how it used to be? 

Casyo, Blaine, Cadet and Krept 

Batty in bench, fam on the set 

I would walk, you would walk 

I would step, you would step 

But shit ain't really feeling the same 

That's the reason why I'm writing you 

Because, really I just want my cousin back 

I ain't got family that's as tight as you like 

I didn't really know where to start 

But college is kinda where the shit went pear 

See, I found my wife in college 

But I never made it into the second year 

And I heard she was cheating 

And I was tryna figure it out like it was Blue's Clues 

But then, you were friends with the guy she was beating 

I kinda felt like you let her get moved to 

Cuz, I felt snaked 

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But I never said nothing, never opened my mouth 

'Cause maybe, you never knew 

You know you're my cousin, you get the benefit of the doubt 

Now imagine how gassed Granddad would be 

Seeing us on stage we were meant to be 

But it hasn't been an easy road 

Man it's been like chapters on the first one's jealousy 

Well, maybe not jealousy 

But that word should give you an idea of the truth 

And true say, we be first cousins 

When I say I do music yeah, always comparing a kid 

Like everywhere I go, everybody saying something 

Why don't he bring you in 

Like a nigga did with Yungen 

Got me bunning, got me feeling that the love is awful 

And they all say I should of been a Paranormal 

Now around that time 

I went from being Cadet to Krept's cousin 

And see, yeah I was kicking myself 'cause I felt shit 

But never said nothing 

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And like now we ain't spoken in months 

And even advice I can't ask the kid 

'Cause I remember your WhatsApp status saying don't chat to me if you're going to ask for shit 

Now around this time everything's getting loose 

Feels like with me you want nothing to do 

See I'm taking bare digs 

But everybody knew I was talking 'bout you in the like every single tune, I was bruised 

Even though I felt one way, I would still love you to the death 

Even got a bar, even though the love's oneway 

I'd still bang you in your face if you're talking about Krept 

But I guess the blame ain't on you 

Because not once did I pick up the phone and phone you 

I'm happy that you're doing your ting but it's a reminder of all the shit I don't do 

So when your videos were hitting a mill 

I was still taking bets up in William Hill 

Now jealousy gone, 'cause it's dumb to feel 

And the second chapter is where the hunger spills 

See the second chapter's called hunger and this is where the shit gets peak 

'Cause it's when I stopped watching you and I started watching me 

But I still got your name in like every bar though 

Parked up listening to Argy Fargo 

And the one time you brought me to Wireless was exactly the kick I needed in the asshole 

'Cause you chose me right over the mandem 

Like even though we haven't spoke in long though 

And wallahi after you send the invite 

Thought you were going to say 'my bad, wrong convo' 

'Cause then you brought me on stage 

It was me, you and Killer Konan 

I was the last one to come off stage 

Well, 'cause up there, man it felt like home 

And I swear since that moment 

I took shit serious 

Stopped shotting food, quit the moves 

Quit the fraud and mandem thought I was delirious 

See, I'd go carpark, buy bud, leave the engine on 

And then somehow fall asleep 

Wake up with a dead battery 

Get jump started, and then the same night 

Go repeat, till the point now that I ain't even got a car 

'Cause both the battery and engine's gone 

But at least now I'm chasing my dream 

I ain't felt like a wasteman in long 

And the third chapter's called love 

Ain't no soft shit, ain't no need for boohoo's 

But when I started loving myself then I could love you like I used to 

Got tired 

I been a wasteman rapper I'm undercover in the crib 

Man I got tired, I go into music events 

Didn't recognise me for a thing 

Man I got tired, I got tired 

Of feeling like I ain't gonna win 

And yeah I got tired, tired of telling you niggas that 

I don't know why you don't wanna bring a nigga in see 

I'm just glad I'm in the same race as you 

And the dream is to go and share 1st place with you 

You know man 

You're my left lung and there ain't no replacing you 

And P.S I'll still bang everybody in the face for you 

Man, I love you 

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