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letters to myself

by Boogieman Dela

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1.
Verse 1 - Boogieman Dela All I know is go get it how the hell you going to make it you ain't with it Niger where the f*** is your head try to take what I'm getting that's a real bad decision and I'm coming for your head code red Code Red Code Red Code Red I only see one color when I'm riding for mine I ain't scared to do time You don't need that brother whoa green light green light green light green light go and I got a mean right you will never see it coming I ain't even trying to fight I'm just trying to move weight like lipo psycho on the mic how I go if it's beef on the street throw a spiral I'm trying to eat I ain't tryna go viral its for survival and hell no I don't fuc with no Five-O whoa pulled up on her like Hi-Ho psych no black Messiah actually sire I know ask your mama rapid-fire Pyro Shaq and Kobe in one this is rap on steroids and then some they been sleeping on me since day one but it really don't matter drop 30 Off the Bench they won't even see it coming about to get a fast-break make the backboard shatter it's my world I'm the top man out I'm a real boss put my own cash up I don't ask for no handouts all I do is go get it I'm bout it I'm with it that's the grown man route Hook All I do is go get it I don't ask for nothing (Repeat) Verse 2 - Black deniro All I do is go get it I don't ask others boy into film so I had to make a path [code talk on the phone] time to take another bath which means dirty bags got to clean up the cash always had my hands in the Pyrex vision brain full of talent and a mind full of vision so I had to sit and make a conscious decision do I want the life or do I want life in prison now I'm making movies and music just listen used to put them on the news now I'm on the television on the yellow brick road before Dorothy on the mission Thick Smoke From the 40 usually clear out the tension still getting money from the streets I'm the plug moonrock weed got the lean in The Jug model sliding up all they want to do is suck don't be mad who they choose, hate and who they fuck I believe in going get it I don't believe in luck all in my feelings how much money can I touch [repeat] I believe in going get it I don't believe in luck I believe in get it I don't believe in luck [repeat] Bridge No handouts we don't want no handouts [repeat]
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Verse 1 - Boogieman Dela A lot of y'all talk but I don't ever listen you don't got enough dough for me to pay attention You stuck outside the club you can't pay admission my bitch got a big butt the Kim K Edition Player listen you can tell I'm probably a felon Let me tell him I can tell I got these niggas Jealous I aint playing no games while y'all shooting pellets can kill Sasquatch with this 357 it's Mandela my chick is Bella and I'm a rebel and the screwtape is the New Jersey Devil I'm about to flood the game yall ground level I'm underground and overheads y'all sound regular Uptown Settler ex Dope Peddler I walk around like my mom ain't teach me no better I promise imma shine cuz I glow better Nobody taught me how to ride I just flow better They try to compare me but I'm so better I keep it realer than Tupac at Coachella don't f with us Have your dome swelling I play in the mud but I don't do no telling Hook It's the same ole same ole We about to take the game over lame-o It's still the same ol Play in the mud but don't play say no names tho (Repeat) Verse 2 - Skrewtape I told them stay woke by the looks of it you think I told them stay broke lame-o Same Old Stage Show so missed the wave we not even in the same boat Smoke ring Halo on the payroll Aim for the throne make the whole thing lay low Flow Draino, Ralph on the raincoat Shit take heart Like Kano what would they know Pay no mind to that flash in the pan type Jam These rap hands Slap Your Man Last chance, fine suit yourself You need help grab a tripod shoot yourself Shotgun - smoke em if you got one It ain't a party till the cops come Catch'em flossing on a dry run Looking like a boss so you know I get the job done Hook It's the same ole same ole We about to take the game over lame-o It's still the same ol Play in the mud but don't play say no names tho (Repeat)
3.
Verse 1 - Boogieman Dela I walk through like I live on the moon I need space please give me some room I'm just trying to stay grounded But I'm surrounded by people so out of this world I can't help but to travel The king of Sound bitch I'm so rock and roll I started off as a pebble These frauds not on my level I'm bout to kill this shit get a hearse and a shovel I walk through like I already made it You walk through looking all outdated that ain't vintage That ain't Pimpin you senseless what's your image my chick a yellow bone like one of The Simpsons My dark skin Jawn like one of the Jacksons They tell me I'm flyer than one of the Jetsons (We outer space yall) I walkthrough raise the temperature Then bounce like a check without the signature, damn! Hook I walk through like I got it I walk through like I got it I walk through like (Repeat) Verse 2 - Boogieman Dela yeah im in this bitch camo everything Married to the Game wedding ring on the pinky Smelling all stinky wallet all chunky Smoking on grass with hairs like Tinky Winky Don't play with me like it's okay with me I hear them Jack boys running down in your city Come with it I dare you run up on me Pull this Roscoe p cold chain on him whoa! Verse 3 - Hitready Walking through Pocket full of dirty money fly dude with the cool stroll I only want the money I used to love girls but they love money now I love money and they can't get none from me look what you've done to me was born thoroughbred was touching little paper then I wanted more bread like when I first got a dick suck I wanted More head got to chase more bread got to chase more bread Them bitches won't get shit here Them trick Bulls up there I be walking through talkin to All my players I gave credit still owe me few Walking through my neighborhood like I'm Mister Rogers Acting like I ain't got it but they know I got it Because they pocket watching Know I got that pocket rocket blocka blocka Playing the phone because the cops is watchin Designer jeans because the thots is watching Walking through I got to pop one
4.
Call me sensei they look up to me like I'm tall as MJ I get money the fast way Everyday I swear I feel up an ashtray I be feeling like the man when I walk through Chicks acting like a pelican passed them Shorty thicker than a bowl of oatmeal I can tell by how it moves it's so real These Buster's be looking but know the deal I bust a head like I bust a rhyme for real She bust it open I Bust It Down For Real I hit the range I bust the pound for real You don't know me don't act like it Being Joe familiar I don't recognize you I don't want your chick she is not appetizing Might pass her to somebody in my pack of goblins When I'm quiet don't worry I'm just masterminding Should I take over the world or just the world around me Girl You Found Me and that's right you can't have me And we can't do it raw I'm not your baby's daddy I don't care who he is point the 380 at him It only takes one time to act crazy at him I'm a grown ass dude I'm a rude man I walk like ain't nothing to prove man I ride like ain't nothing to lose man A hot boy like fuck being cool man I catch wreck and I make it go down I pull hoes and I make them go down but won't dig in them without a Trojan I'm left lane riding I won't slow down I should kill yall rats like I'm Asian I break the law I got to stay lo mein it's a dirty shame how I'm so low down I cook that beef just like its cajun life too short just to play games I've been feeling like this since the 8th grade I'm feeling like I need a vacation wish I can push a button change locations but why am I complaining I could be in jail or have me on probation I could do it like them instead I'm so amazing I'm a superstar but don't nobody know I'm famous Now why am I complaining I could be in jail or have me on probation I could do it like them instead I'm so amazing I'm a superstar but don't nobody know I'm famous
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Verse 1 - Boogieman Dela I just want to do my numbers Haters want to take it from us can't take it from us I'ma kill them all summer Everytime I pull up fried with the sauce on it and all I smoke is sweetgreen I don't want beef just a cutie in a g-string Never catch me in a Sebring, I be in a Cadillac classic with the seat leant I make it look easy Why they talk about me never say it when they see me I swear talk is so damn cheap I make moves I don't make promises I can't keep Go play on the train tracks don't play with me I'm just tryna make a way like it's on the scale I got it all laid out from A to Z And keep a PYT that don't kiss and tell Hook Every time I'm rolling through the street If somebody do the wrong thing to me I'ma lose my mind and I don't want to lose my mind Everywhere I Go you already know Somebody say the wrong thing I'll explode And I'll lose my mind and I don't want to lose my mind Why you always coming out your lips wrong You gon have me coming off the hip dog You'll get pissed on if I'm pissed off Be ready for game time when it's tip-off (Repeat) Verse 2 - Cambatta You walking around in the dead body You remind me of my next hommy Your Chucky I'm his friend Tommy I'm Chucky your Andy with the dead Mommy (batta) My father's not a street dude he went to prison for the shelter and the free food Mama only had me for the tax check I still owe her for nine months in back rent I'm mad stressed and all I'm seeing is Black Death, vexed Shatter your glass chest and grab breath Cash checks for the copper that a penny cost Repenting like a copper in the Pentecost Working with the pen and not the heavy Ross, skinny Ross Freeway, ready Raw - Peddler - been a boss I'm a ghetto dwarf - metamorph - head this lost like a severed off on a metal Cross Hook Every time I'm rolling through the street If somebody do the wrong thing to me I'ma lose my mind and I don't want to lose my mind Everywhere I Go you already know Somebody say the wrong thing I'll explode And I'll lose my mind and I don't want to lose my mind Why you always coming out your lips wrong You gon have me coming off the hip dog You'll get pissed on if I'm pissed off Be ready for game time when it's tip-off (Repeat)
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Verse 1 - Chill Moody This year will change the conversation like why he ain't signed yet To yo where he signed at The wars on, ready for combat One of a Kind kind rap, Let em know where to find that The answer is Philly Get the city lit like anytime the answers in Philly 700 situation with the band and we chilling True Hustler, I can turn a grand to a billy, just watch me Told me dumb down for the dollars but it's not me See me in that mag somebody stop me Known to put it all on the test they tried to copy Can't match my drive somebody shop me Tell the labels come cop me for the haters come Pac me Moody, McCoy bomb-squad word to Hank Shockley It's shocking how quick they'll learn Never surprised by how quick they'll turn My methods should spread a different germ Triumphant vocab scribbled in my notepad It moves so fast you know the crew gon last see we was raised off the dynasty Studied the highs and lows And they missed steps in the future we ain't tryna see It's more than what I'm trying to be I'll School you on my City's economy Then hear the track and tell you you ain't hot as me Bullseye darts aimed where your chest at Got two left but you'll never know my next step, this next hand gon be my best yet I cut the cards this time so that's your best bet Shout out to Uncle Jack Verse 2 - Boogieman Dela Why they talk so much but they ain't saying nothing Too much mouth you can tell they bluffing Ain't been nowhere ain't seen nothing I go wherever I want to and run it I walk the walk I don't talk about it When you check a pussycat it's an awkward silence Everybody swims till the Sharks come out A lot of mouth till you see who they talkin about wait That don't sound real to me Sound a little bit like jealousy Never believe when they talk so much You gon have to show me why you talk so tough Look baby I'm shining now I grind too hard to let them knock me down Either I'ma win or somebody gon lose Got to feed myself I'll eat your food Awwww man yall done made me do it I swear they can't do it the way we do it we ain't into them games that they play Beef marinated and cooked the same day You got to have cash to walk in these shoes This ain't rap I'm just singing the blues If I clench the five I'll black your eyes Just to fight for my piece of the apple pie Bridge Why they talk so much but they ain't saying nothing (Repeat)
7.
Verse 1 - Boogieman Dela Keep my name out your lips unless you're bigging me up act froggy I'll fuck an amphibian up You don't want to go to war cuz I ain't gon lose You must got me confused Don't talk that talk unless you're walking it to a brick wall do you know what you're walking into You bleed like me so you're easy to bruise You must got me confused Cash on deck, I can get what I want I stay with a check like the first of the month You don't got five on it you ain't hitting the blunt, You must got me confused The Devil Wears diadoras he don't wear Prada I'm heavy with it I'm the big Don Dada Casanova getting Gouda trips to Bermuda My chick the cutest she tastes so Tutti Frutti Awww Rudy all root for me I swear it's my time my whole crew coming You talk Bout It Bout it then do something Everybody got guns who gon shoot something Walking around with the thug face Looks like I need some money and a hug face Cash on custy, never been the plug face Kicks look like first place, mud race Since back in the day they used to call me Ace Everything a-1, track record straight I ain't never say a name check any case I ain't one of them lames you must be insane Shells hit the ground like loose change If your life on the line you should do the same If you don't do for self you a fuckin lame, if you don't do for a fam you the fuckin same Hook You got the wrong one I ain't in the mood nah You got the wrong one You should pick and choose dawg You got the wrong one You got me confused uh You got the wrong one (repeat) Verse 2 - Boogieman Dela You got the wrong guy You got me fucked up I ain't one of them small fries Whenever we walk through the spot we all fried Except that guy that's holding the 4-5 And if you pull it don't be scared to use it Might find a bullet in you could have been the shooter Now you play the Vic like you always used to Even back in the day Your own classmates used to school you I'm not you I'm so glad Hallelujah You don't ride your mopad with high mileage and no gas your low-class smoking low grade it's so sad I couldn't be one of your comrades I only roll with thoroughbreds Who bout they dough And take care of their real kids Nigga you roll with pill heads who steal TVs don't get put in a wheelchair Hook You got the wrong one I ain't in the mood nah You got the wrong one You should pick and choose dawg You got the wrong one You got me confused uh You got the wrong one (repeat)
8.
Verse 1 - Boogieman Dela Let's Vibe for a couple I'ma keep it real no bluffing uhh Spent a lot of years doing nothing or doing dumb shit wondering if I'm good enough Now I realize I'm the one and I don't care where you from If you don't feel the same way You might to have to rewind the tape see cuz we ain't playing no more I got to get it how I live I put my life on the line for this shitt I ain't playing I'll split a Nigga wig Cuz we ain't playing no more I think you got the wrong guy I used to want to get a slice I'm a grown man now and I want the whole pie Hook Cuz we ain't playing no more I leave them games in the past We ain't playing no more I was going nowhere fast We ain't playing no more The elevator going up I feel like King Kong and My whole team strong So they hatin on us We ain't playing no more Verse 2 - Boogieman Dela Peep how I act brand new yo a Nigga done changed up The people I was close to ain't believe in me I forgot them when I came up I see them all lame-o never step their game up Still be on the same stuff You can say what you want to if you can't prove it your shade cant Fade us Cuz I'm going up, going up, going up, I'm on an airplane If you seen what I seen you'd be scared straight All Shook in the can hairspray awww man better tighten up your hand shake If you don't they'll be calling you frail And we ain't playing out here Catch you slipping while you making a sale Hook Cuz we ain't playing no more I leave them games in the past We ain't playing no more I was going nowhere fast We ain't playing no more The elevator going up I feel like King Kong and My whole team strong So they hatin on us We ain't playing no more

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released February 28, 2020

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Boogieman Dela Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Boogieman Dela is as complex an artists as the name suggests. This Philly native grew up in a large musically inclined family with three sisters and a brother all with an aptitude for singing and various instruments. In Boog's elementary years he studied the drums and the trumpet which began building the foundation of his musical genius.

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