Scars

Yeah, Oh
Ya dig
When I step up in the club and I make the money fall
In the Summer when it Spring, Baby you know 'Imma
When I step up in the club and I make the money fall
In the Summer when it Spring, Baby you know 'Imma ball

I don't fall in love 'cause I end up getting fucked
And the scars too deep, So I ran all out of trust
And you say you ride or die, So what happened to us
I just kept on getting hurt, So I stopped giving a fuck
I don't fall in love 'cause I end up getting fucked
And the scars too deep, So I ran all out of trust
And you say you ride or die, So what happened to us
I just kept on getting hurt, So I stopped giving a fuck
You was fucking with my head
Now I'm crying in the Benz
I'll be better off alone
Cause I push away my friends
Every time I get a bag
I just blow it on the chems
Cause the gas 'ain't free yeah
I still gotta spend
You say you'd kill for me
Now I know it's just a lie
You 'gone fuck up out my whip
Cause you not no ride or die
I need some real homies
Niggas that gone keep me on my grind
It's hard for me to open up
Fuck I really don't know why
And the drugs not me
But it keeps me on my shit
Got the ADHD put addy in my lip
Shawty wanna link with us, Send the addy and the zip
And she curved me in the fall
But she see I'm on my shit
I don't fall in love 'cause I end up getting fucked
And the scars too deep, So I ran all out of trust
And you say you ride or die, So what happened to us
I just kept on getting hurt, So I stopped giving a fuck
I don't fall in love 'cause I end up getting fucked
And the scars too deep, So I ran all out of trust
And you say you ride or die, So what happened to us
I just kept on getting hurt, So I stopped giving a fuck



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Writer(s): Tyler Castor
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