SlimHuncho -
21
Luv Scars
(Yeah, Yeah)
(Yeah just keep it going)
(Imma just say what I gotta say)
(However it come out we just gon rock with it)
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
What was your reasoning
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
Feeding all my guys but who been feeding me
She left me out to dry but now she calling me
I grew from out the mud like it's a seed in me
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
I can't stitch em up, just let me bleed in peace
Money was the only thing you seen in me
Said you loved me but you left, what was your reasoning?
Good city, mad world
That's just the life that we living in
Gang litty, bad girls
From all of this money we sitting in
Brownskin thick like cinnamon
my pockets the same no synonym
I gotta go and get dividends
50s and dubs and Benjamins
No I'm not sad, I'm back in my bag
I'm running it up on the track
I fell too hard and you left me scarred
I'm back with no feelings attached
My pockets they look like the graveyard
Dead presidents on my bank card
Chips like it's Poker, no face card
If she a hoe I can't save her, nah
That relationship like clothes, I had to hang it up
(That's wraps)
Keep that backdoor closed, can't hit no stain on us
(That's facts)
Remember way back then I poured my pain in cups
Ice to heal my wounds and now my chain gon buss
Just turned 21 but you can tell that I been savage
TCM my new flame and we workin' thru her baggage
Made me forget about my failures cause her loving above average
Gimme brain like she got knowledge, I can tell tell she ain't skip classes
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
Feeding all my guys but who been feeding me
She left me out to dry but now she calling me
I grew from out the mud like it's a seed in me
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
I can't stitch em up, just let me bleed in peace
Money was the only thing you seen in me
Said you loved me but you left, what was your reasoning?
Nah forreal tho, like
What was your reason?
To this day I ain't get no explanation, but I'm past it now
Somebody once told me
People gon do they dirt
It's not your job to figure out why
Just keep it pushing
21TheAlbum
(Yeah just keep it going)
(Imma just say what I gotta say)
(However it come out we just gon rock with it)
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
What was your reasoning
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
Feeding all my guys but who been feeding me
She left me out to dry but now she calling me
I grew from out the mud like it's a seed in me
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
I can't stitch em up, just let me bleed in peace
Money was the only thing you seen in me
Said you loved me but you left, what was your reasoning?
Good city, mad world
That's just the life that we living in
Gang litty, bad girls
From all of this money we sitting in
Brownskin thick like cinnamon
my pockets the same no synonym
I gotta go and get dividends
50s and dubs and Benjamins
No I'm not sad, I'm back in my bag
I'm running it up on the track
I fell too hard and you left me scarred
I'm back with no feelings attached
My pockets they look like the graveyard
Dead presidents on my bank card
Chips like it's Poker, no face card
If she a hoe I can't save her, nah
That relationship like clothes, I had to hang it up
(That's wraps)
Keep that backdoor closed, can't hit no stain on us
(That's facts)
Remember way back then I poured my pain in cups
Ice to heal my wounds and now my chain gon buss
Just turned 21 but you can tell that I been savage
TCM my new flame and we workin' thru her baggage
Made me forget about my failures cause her loving above average
Gimme brain like she got knowledge, I can tell tell she ain't skip classes
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
Feeding all my guys but who been feeding me
She left me out to dry but now she calling me
I grew from out the mud like it's a seed in me
All these luv scars make it hard to breathe
I can't stitch em up, just let me bleed in peace
Money was the only thing you seen in me
Said you loved me but you left, what was your reasoning?
Nah forreal tho, like
What was your reason?
To this day I ain't get no explanation, but I'm past it now
Somebody once told me
People gon do they dirt
It's not your job to figure out why
Just keep it pushing
21TheAlbum
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