Letter To My Block Lyrics by Lil Tjay
“Letter To My Block” is a single by Bronx rapper Lil Tjay, The track is also featured on his album They Just Ain’t You, which is set for a full release on May 1, 2026.
Letter To My Block Lyrics by Lil Tjay
Yelly, where the bread at?
This a letter to my block
It’s been a while since I seen your face
How you been? I’ll admit, I really missed this place
Just so you know, you haven’t been replaced
Guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed
Life’s goin good, can’t complain, rich, that paper came
Rap made the fame, couple died just to make a name
You ain’t gotta rap, get that bag, bro go make your lane
I ain’t gotta cap, look my eyes, you can see the veins
Still get it every way, no excuses every day
I be workin’ over hard, tryna knock the ones ahead of me
Thirty plaques, better yeah, plottin’ for my resume
Over, know I’m goated, but I still try to better me
We grew up on MedicAid, me and Rya boo’d up
I was runnin’ round and some youngin’s picked them tools up
Look at my crowd, they have fun, we a-bruise ya
Perky bite down just find no abuser
Trench kid sounds, I ain’t want to cop feelings
That block, it taught me if he fall, he the realest
Traveled overseas, over blessed, I got to leave
Shit done brainwashed some my niggas, I could feel it
Letter to my block
It’s been a while since I seen your face (why you think this shit don’t stop)
How you been? I’ll admit, I really missed this place (I ain’t lyin’)
Just so you know, you haven’t been replaced
Guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed
This a letter to my block
It’s been a while since I seen your face (why you think this shit don’t stop)
How you been? I’ll admit, I really missed this place (I ain’t lyin’)
Just so you know, you haven’t been replaced (spent some bills on the trenches)
Guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed
Niggas dissin, this shit add up, done with shootings
Don’t wanna shoot no one else, just to get tagged up (tagged up)
Everyone in competition, this shit mad sus
Swear the truth inside your jeans and you gassed up
I thought everyone gon ride
I thought everyone gon be here by my side
Imagine we would kill a opps, and never die
I thought he would never tell
They gon’ cap and shit get lonely in that cell
Ain’t nobody got no money for your bail
I done took so many L’s, L’s to the block
Disrespect smelly, man, them shells gon’ pop
Growin up scully, went from dices for the guap
Cock up, dude gon’ make it hot
Keep on talkin, don’t you stop, no
Gotta keep, the opps might come through, let a shot go
Gotta duck the first time, hit a lick, I got though
Twenty up, I came a long way, I’m macho
You don’t gotta fuck with me, it’s stuck though
Letter to my block
It’s been a while since I seen your face (why you think this shit don’t stop)
How you been? I’ll admit, I really missed this place (I ain’t lyin’)
Just so you know, you haven’t been replaced
Guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed
This a letter to my block
It’s been a while since I seen your face (why you think this shit don’t stop)
How you been? I’ll admit, I really missed this place (I ain’t lyin’)
Just so you know, you haven’t been replaced (spent some bills on the trenches)
Guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed
Boom-boom-boom
Spill for the trenches
Add it up, I spent some mills on the trenches
Yelly where the bread at
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