Lil’ Wayne – Open Letter Lyrics

Sometimes I feel like I ain’t shit

Sometimes a nigga feel like shit

Talkin’ ’bout some real life shit

Goodbye letter, dear life shit

So if a nigga 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 admitting that they need me

Have problems with they man then they need me, Lord

I’m talkin’ ’bout some real life shit

Goodbye letter, dear life shit

Way too concerned to be conceited

I live and I learn, then die tryna teach ’em, Lord

Die tryna reach ’em

They care more about how much I leave ’em when 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**k a young nigga up"

Lord, a few bitches left me

And only got a new bitch elected

My old bitch was too disrespectful

And only give my new bitch respect

That’s power, yes

So now we’re 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 shit

The object in the mirror is more near than it appears, oh shit

And sometimes I fear who in the mirror

That nigga weird

He done died so many times but still here

Why am I here? Here


What is my meaning? My reason?

Naked bitches really love ones

Sometimes our loved ones don’t love us

I’m f**kin’ 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

Crank about 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 take 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 niggas think I got a lotta niggas

There’s strength in numbers but there’s honor over strength

I talked to God the other day, he said he got a nigga

So, I look death up in her eye and then I wink

It’s way too real

The shit I’m talkin’ way way too real

I hope it gave you chills

The dirt under your feet could be the grave, you feel

You don’t know how dead you feel until 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 tag, no mistake, somebody payin’ for ’em

Ice baths, now my face numb, no expression

What’s the life expectancy when you don’t expect shit?

Mama told me, "f**k the world and be so aggressive"

Be so fluorescent, watch these hoes ’cause they so obsessive

I 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, niggas better keep it copacetic


Lookin’ in the mirror at the one that know me better

I was too busy to talk, I wrote an open letter

Dear life

Was 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

[Jacida Carter:]

You know, when he told me Toya was havin’ a baby, I say, "Y’all young. You know y’all young." But I said, "Be the best father you can be," you know. And truly, he is that