Scars

I got hell of scars
Come and see my scars
I been thru hell and all
Used to steal from cars
I Always quit a job
Like I don't want it dawg
I rather jug and rob
The streets keep calling

I'm thinking about grabbing AR
I'm Shooting just like I'm JR
I'm tryna go reach the stars
If I die go tomorrow
I hope there won't be no problems
We know the feds love drama
So does my baby momma
My son won't see his father
Now I pull up on your block
And I take your commas
I'm hitting every op
And I'm leave no mommas
Always keep the glock on me
No problem
Used to sell rock on the block
No problem
When the feds come knocking
I don't know nothing
Knock a nigga out jrock be coming
Parents locked me out
Just to teach me something
Pick the door lock then I'm back in stunting
Brought in a chick now we back here fuckin
Always get a check every Friday morning
You're boi upset cuz you're girl be horny
Got the pussy wet while your boi was working
She on my dick and that ass was twerking
Let's make a flick and show your girl strokin



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Clarke
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