Dear Mrs. bill collector I know you just doing your job Don't mean to disrespect ya But we been going through this thing since way back I told you when I get the dough I would pay back But I got problems baby I got bigger problems baby So why you talking about the money that I owed Like as if I didn't know man it don't mean nothing to me Cos right now I got my little boy crying and my grandmother dying Could you please stop fucking with me Listen here I ain't looking for no tears but my brother got a year And my mother keep smoking that shit On top of that i'm broke please put that in your notes For the next one to call me up talking that shit And then I holla I just ain't into this shit anymore I just might lose control I feel like letting it go Please just leave me I need to be left And if i'm wrong then let me be wrong Just leave me alone Dear Mr. policeman Ay am I wrong or ain't you supposed to keep the peace man I could have swore that I was driving pretty peaceful So why the hell is you pulling over me for Is it this black Mercedes Oh no I get it I get it I get it Or cos i'm black hmm maybe Yeah hey tell me why my hands start sweating And I hold my breath every time that you get behind me I turn my music down so you won't hear a sound Man i'm nervous like I got a couple pounds on me You pulled me over you frowned on me With your flashlight tell me what do you see Thug niggas drug dealers it's a trip Every nigga in this whip got a mother fucking college degree I just ain't into this shit anymore I just might lose control I feel like letting it go Please just leave me I need to be left And if i'm wrong then let me be wrong Just leave me alone