Bound to Score
Woah
R.P
Big dreams
Way too many things I'm striving for
Switch Scenes
No I'm not easy to find no more
Lit three, Break up
Finna light some more
Bitch flee, Lay up
Know I'm bound to score
Yea
Gotta hit it I admit it
Felt lost for a minute
Went searching in the mirror
Couldn't see myself in it
Felt confused
Overused
Especially when it came to you
Showed you trust that you abused
Had to dub you not to lose
Can't keep lames around me
That's some shit I won't condone (No)
When I'm dead and in a casket
I'll be all alone (yeah)
Had to grow up
Had to learn to get it on my own
Paid all my debts
There ain't a person I can say I owe (Na)
Ain't no way, I'm way too paid
Catching plays like every day
I be getting off the lows
Keeping all the higher grades
Momma hate I love to smoke
But she knows that I'm OK
And I know how much she prays
So I doubt that it'll change
If you don't love me
Get away from me
Dead talk
There ain't much that you could say to me
Remember times when I was down
Nobody came to me
And everyone I had around
Start looking strange to me
Big dreams
Way too many things I'm striving for
Switch Scenes
No I'm not easy to find no more
Lit three, Break up
Finna light some more
Bitch flee, Lay up
Know I'm bound to score
Yea
Gotta hit it I admit it
Felt lost for a minute
Went searching in the mirror
Couldn't see myself in it
Felt confused
Overused
Especially when it came to you
Showed you trust that you abused
Had to dub you not to lose
R.P
Big dreams
Way too many things I'm striving for
Switch Scenes
No I'm not easy to find no more
Lit three, Break up
Finna light some more
Bitch flee, Lay up
Know I'm bound to score
Yea
Gotta hit it I admit it
Felt lost for a minute
Went searching in the mirror
Couldn't see myself in it
Felt confused
Overused
Especially when it came to you
Showed you trust that you abused
Had to dub you not to lose
Can't keep lames around me
That's some shit I won't condone (No)
When I'm dead and in a casket
I'll be all alone (yeah)
Had to grow up
Had to learn to get it on my own
Paid all my debts
There ain't a person I can say I owe (Na)
Ain't no way, I'm way too paid
Catching plays like every day
I be getting off the lows
Keeping all the higher grades
Momma hate I love to smoke
But she knows that I'm OK
And I know how much she prays
So I doubt that it'll change
If you don't love me
Get away from me
Dead talk
There ain't much that you could say to me
Remember times when I was down
Nobody came to me
And everyone I had around
Start looking strange to me
Big dreams
Way too many things I'm striving for
Switch Scenes
No I'm not easy to find no more
Lit three, Break up
Finna light some more
Bitch flee, Lay up
Know I'm bound to score
Yea
Gotta hit it I admit it
Felt lost for a minute
Went searching in the mirror
Couldn't see myself in it
Felt confused
Overused
Especially when it came to you
Showed you trust that you abused
Had to dub you not to lose
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Roldan
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