​21 Savage – letter to my brudda Lyrics

“letter to my brudda” by 21 Savage is a heartfelt exploration of loyalty, betrayal, and the challenges of street life. The song opens with a somber tone, addressing the difficulty of repairing broken trust and navigating the consequences of crossing certain lines. The interlude adds depth, acknowledging the tough choices made for survival in challenging circumstances.

21 Savage expresses support for Young Thug amid the Atlanta native’s racketeering and gang conspiracy trial. In 2022, Young Thug, Gunna, and twenty-six others were indicted for their affiliation to YSL (Young Slime or Stoner Life). The indictment alleges that YSL members committed violent crimes such as murder and armed robbery. While Thug stands trial for his charges, Gunna was freed from jail by entering an Alford plea agreement, pleading guilty to racketeering while maintaining his innocence.

In the second verse, 21 Savage seeks forgiveness for past sins and reflects on the journey from adversity to success. The outro reinforces the transient nature of setbacks in street life, urging resilience and emphasizing that adherence to street rules may not matter in the long run.

The song’s emotional lyrics, combined with soulful production, create a powerful and reflective listening experience. “letter to my brudda” is a raw and honest portrayal of personal struggles and the universal themes of loyalty, survival, and the pursuit of a better life.

letter to my brudda Lyrics by 21 Savage

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah

[Verse 1]
Once you cross that line, it ain’t no tryin’ to fix it
You want me to forgive you, let’s be realistic
I can’t kick it with your kind like I tore my meniscus
How you go from co-defendant to a fuckin’ witness?
They’ll stand on couches with you, but won’t stand on business
Woah
I watched everybody turn on my brother like he ain’t have ’em out here flyin’ jets and fuckin’ bitches
This shit ridiculous
I feel your pain, my brother
I know you from the struggle
I know how hard you hustled just to take care of your mother
I know you took clothes off your back for niggas you call brother
I know how hard it get in this jungle, tryna prevail without bein’ tried like you no sucker
Huh, life’s a motherfucker, yeah
I know ain’t nobody perfect
But what’s the point in makin’ it out if all they do is cuff ya?

[Interlude]
You know, we be comin’ from, like, the worst conditions, the worst circumstances
The trenches, the gutter
And sometimes we be forced to make decisions that we don’t even wanna make
It be about survival
At the end of the day, we be havin’ good hearts
They just be in bad places
I guess that’s life, though

[Verse 2]
Father God, forgive me for my sins
Take the mask off all my enemies that’s out here actin’ like my friends
Did some shit I’m prayin’ I never gotta do again
I put blood, sweat, and tears inside this win
If I take care of my hood, the prosecutor call me Gotti
Turn my back on the hood, they probably kill me, probably rob me
It’s a Catch-22, I’m bein’ honest
Hard work, tryna keep the past behind me
I still be havin’ flashbacks ’bout Johnny
Fast forward and the major label signed me
Had to hustle, had to focus, perseverance
Mama used to go to TJ Maxx and shop on clearance
Tayman and CJ, I can still feel they spirits
Skinny and Wanwan used to rap, I know they hear it
It ain’t that easy, puttin’ pain inside of lyrics
Send this up to Heaven so they can clear it

[Outro]
Y’all know, like, real street niggas gon’ feel this shit
And I don’t want niggas to get misunderstood
‘Cause the rules we live by, don’t even matter no more
Just a, just a setback for you to come back
Can’t hold a nigga down forever
Know what I’m sayin’?
‘Til then, we gon’ hold this shit down, straight up