Lil' Wayne - Dear Anne Lyrics
[Chorus]Out of sight, out of mind,Out of time, to decided.Do we run?Should I hide?For the rest, of my life. [x2][Verse 1]Dear AnneMy number 1 fanI write with the light from the lamp on my nightstandWith my pen in my right handAnd that鈥檚 also my mic handCodeine in the sprite canInk on the white padAnd I鈥檓 thinking of life, AnneAnd wrong and right, AnneAnd sometimes I鈥檓 rightAnd sometimes I mightCa-can I find the light?Still my rhymes are brightSo I continue my planAnd I鈥檓 sure (shore) like white sandThat they鈥檒l be price payin鈥br>Before my flight landBut still, I want to see more than my sight canAdore, so I cant ignoreWhat I want anymoreSo I just go, you can call me the GoreAnd oh yeahI got a girl, she act like I owe herAnd um, sometimes it seems like I just don鈥檛 know herAnd yeh, the relationship is starting to feel like a choreBut I really hope I鈥檓 not starting to borePage 1.[Chorus]Out of sight, out of mind,Out of time, to decided.Do we run?Should I hide?For the rest, of my life. [x2][Verse 2]Dear AnneMy number 1 fanI write you this letterI hope everything鈥檚 grandI hope everyone鈥檚 goodI hope everybody鈥檚 prayingI hope 鈥hold up baby, let me switch handsSee, lately I鈥æªe been dealing with a lot of shit andIt鈥檚 burning me and I can鈥檛 get out of this panAnd every time I look there鈥檚 a problem with this manBut I ain鈥檛 tryna expose, I鈥檓 just tryna expandBut your support held me up like kickstandsAnd I鈥檓 also being more careful in how I pick friendsAnd I鈥檓 tryna stay up out them chick鈥檚 pants[laughs] but, I just cantBut, on another note, this ain鈥檛 just another noteThis is more than a rapThis is more of an oathAnd I know you鈥檙e wondering what this letter is forAnd I鈥檓 just hoping that you read this farPage 2[Chorus]Out of sight, out of mind,Out of time, to decided.Do we run?Should I hide?For the rest, of my life. [x2][Verse 3]Dear AnneMy number 1 fanBy now you probably think I鈥檓 portraying who I鈥檓 sayinAnd sometimes I wish I wasn鈥檛 him, but I amAnd it鈥檚 people like you that make me part of what I amBut hey, you are the shitDamn, pardon the gram (grammar)But it鈥檚 like you make me feel like I鈥檓 a part of the famAnd shit, when my life be like some sort of examIts a jungle out there- lions, horses and ramsShit, as I sit and wait for the war to beganI just think of you, then I鈥檓 rewarded againAnd, with you, is where my artistry canAnd, so with you is where a part of me standsAnd, I hope I see you in the standsAnne, because you know I understandAnd, and I鈥檓 sorry about StanSo I wrote this to say I鈥檓 your number 1 fan.[Chorus]Out of sight, out of mind,Out of time, to decided.Do we run?Should I hide?For the rest, of my life. [x2]
