SCARS Lyrics

I wrote this in bold so the energy right

Hope they don’t take me out like Kennedy

Life's been in a cycle might change Identities like

Mr. Michael how he switch it up on the mic

And I might go off top if I ain't trynna write

But if he don't get right then he left tho

Bet 4 hunnid for the kicks no check tho

Rentals only when I be out the den tho

10-4 uh

Understood a nigga like 10-4 (10-4)

Please dont play wit my kinfolk (Kinfolk)

Never break yeah we might bend tho

Benzos how you get popped cause I said so ugh

Treat the mic like a utensil ugh

My mind is pad and a pencil ugh

Take 'em to school no credentials ugh

Can’t let these new niggas try and creep in the game

They be making up these stories while I'm speaking my pain

They be rapping bout some bitches and bout freezing the chain

But I heard that boy froze when they speakin' his name

But I dont got time to compete with the lames

I mean I don’t gotta try to compete in this game

I mean I was getting fly now I'm speaking to planes

I seen a couple brothers die over beefin insane right

Now I'm out here getting checks from Spotify and Shopify

The bottom line is how I'm doing it without a dotted line

Signature, Bro said if there’s problems than he's stickin' up

Tell 'em hit up Popeyes if they askin' bout that chicken stuff

I'm gone

I got scars that will never go away from me

Cars in the driveway this my way this no make believe

Turn up on a Friday then slide to the weights and we

Grind til it's our day whens that just wait and see

I got scars that will never go away from me

Cars in the driveway this is my way this no make believe

Turn up on a Friday then slide to the weights and we

Grind til it's our day whens that just wait and see

I been working more hours than I sleep boy

Plant based papi I been living free of meat

And this week I been working like my family gotta eat boy

Cuz my niggas need a mortgage on their teeth boy

Talk about it, talk about it they love talkin' 'bout it (They love talkin' 'bout it)

Those the same ones that be claimin' they can’t walk without it

Father to these niggas I feel like Oscar Proud and

Often times I see these niggas chop it up where cops be prowlin'

Backwards, Yo first ain't real as my last words

This beat hotter than a bad perm just hit up Jazz if yo cash works

And Hit up Clipse if yo cash straight you ain't a real man you castrate

I was making heat no time to sleep I pulled up to school and work mad late

Sunday for the church service then Grandma's for the crab cakes

Reminiscing and whats been the mission is addition pounds to the bag weight

But a bigger vision is assisting niggas 'til we make it out into a different system

If you send a bullet Ima send a missile

This a booty clip I make that ass shake

I got scars that will never go away from me

Cars in the driveway this is my way no make believe

Turn up on a Friday then slide to the weights and we

Grind til its our day whens that just wait and see