LG FTW Scars & Stripes
Allstar Allstar
Got love for my hood
Shed blood for my hood
Bust guns for my hood yeah
Earned stripes in my hood
Still fight for my hood
Lost lives for my hood yeah
Thank god we made it
It was all so crazy
We was all just babies
Slinging dope in the trap house
It was hard but baby
Thank god for 180's
The scars are what made me
But i thank god for where i'm at now
I crept in through the back door
Still strapped in case they want war
My nigga died on the corner yo
So i'm strapped riding to the corner store
Lil niggas never make it here
Real niggas never make it back
So i'm a do it big for all my niggas
Behind that wall doing max
Facts
I sold dope
Out my momma crib
The wildest one
Of my momma's kids
Front line
With all my nigs
Real nigga
That's just how it is
The streets ain't never
Love nobody dawg
But we got a live
Pray we get out of this something gotta give man i'm tired of this cuz
I'm tired of struggling
I'm tired of hustling
Its all for nothing i just wanna life now
I'm tired of the struggles
I'm tired of the hustle
I'm tired of the trouble i just wanna live right now
I just wanna live life now
Hey i'm striped out
Got love for my hood
Shed blood for my hood
Bust guns for my hood yeah
Earned stripes in my hood
Still fight for my hood
Lost lives for my hood yeah
You riding or what man
No time for bluffing
Its always something
Niggas dying for nothing
These streets ain't fair
Oh well man fuck it
Two tears in a bucket
That's my round so we busting
Stay drown keep trucking
The come up is coming
No hating no rushing
These young boys be bugging
Niggas killing they cousins
Shit killing they brothers
The shits killing they mothers
And they they only ones that love us
The Dt's the undercovers
They rushing in they trying to cuff us
They coming in they trying to bust us
All we got is each other
100 bands in a shoe box cuz
Real niggas still do that
You was real
Nigga you knew that
Get kilt
Here if you don't shoot back
I'm tired of struggling
I'm tired of hustling
It's all for nothing i just wanna life now
I'm tired of the struggles
I'm tired of the hustle
I'm tired of the trouble i just wanna live right now
I just wanna live life now
Hey i'm striped out
Got love for my hood
Shed blood for my hood
Bust guns for my hood yeah
Earned stripes in my hood
Still fight for my hood
Lost lives for my hood yeah
Got love for my hood
Shed blood for my hood
Bust guns for my hood yeah
Earned stripes in my hood
Still fight for my hood
Lost lives for my hood yeah
Thank god we made it
It was all so crazy
We was all just babies
Slinging dope in the trap house
It was hard but baby
Thank god for 180's
The scars are what made me
But i thank god for where i'm at now
I crept in through the back door
Still strapped in case they want war
My nigga died on the corner yo
So i'm strapped riding to the corner store
Lil niggas never make it here
Real niggas never make it back
So i'm a do it big for all my niggas
Behind that wall doing max
Facts
I sold dope
Out my momma crib
The wildest one
Of my momma's kids
Front line
With all my nigs
Real nigga
That's just how it is
The streets ain't never
Love nobody dawg
But we got a live
Pray we get out of this something gotta give man i'm tired of this cuz
I'm tired of struggling
I'm tired of hustling
Its all for nothing i just wanna life now
I'm tired of the struggles
I'm tired of the hustle
I'm tired of the trouble i just wanna live right now
I just wanna live life now
Hey i'm striped out
Got love for my hood
Shed blood for my hood
Bust guns for my hood yeah
Earned stripes in my hood
Still fight for my hood
Lost lives for my hood yeah
You riding or what man
No time for bluffing
Its always something
Niggas dying for nothing
These streets ain't fair
Oh well man fuck it
Two tears in a bucket
That's my round so we busting
Stay drown keep trucking
The come up is coming
No hating no rushing
These young boys be bugging
Niggas killing they cousins
Shit killing they brothers
The shits killing they mothers
And they they only ones that love us
The Dt's the undercovers
They rushing in they trying to cuff us
They coming in they trying to bust us
All we got is each other
100 bands in a shoe box cuz
Real niggas still do that
You was real
Nigga you knew that
Get kilt
Here if you don't shoot back
I'm tired of struggling
I'm tired of hustling
It's all for nothing i just wanna life now
I'm tired of the struggles
I'm tired of the hustle
I'm tired of the trouble i just wanna live right now
I just wanna live life now
Hey i'm striped out
Got love for my hood
Shed blood for my hood
Bust guns for my hood yeah
Earned stripes in my hood
Still fight for my hood
Lost lives for my hood yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Darren Mundy
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