Heaven Scars (Bonus)

Ayo this really that 04 shit
That shit niggas was feeling back then
When niggas was loving me like a friend, you know?
Torey you killed this one nigga
Jay I got you
Giant Motive nigga
Here I go, look

My niggas tryna turn two bands to a hunnid thou
Remember way back, hoes gave me the run around
But now it's heart emojis whenever I come around
Thought I was a joke, but know what's funny now?
Is that I'm laughing to bank, I know my momma proud
Fell off with my niggas, but shit we solid now
Foreign whips when we ride around
LA to Miami for the feature, know I'm out of town
But treat these rap beats like they my stomping grounds
You dropped your new shit
Niggas not aroused, calm it down
That shit was light, but despite, this shit get really dark
The world is yours, but the city's ours
Look into the sky, like a semi god
Know my niggas always say we goats, not to boast
But that's just who we really are
I know this shit probably meant for me
But mentally, physically I been off this rap shit
Two stepping around whack niggas that's talking shit, but ass kiss
Free my nigga C3 until it's backwards
Until then I'm popping my shit
Cuz y'all niggas got too comfortable while I was gone
I feel like Jalen Ramsey in my zone, we running press coverage
Claim you want smoke, but you won't press nothin
Nike gon have to sign a nigga, the way these checks comin
Walk in yo momma's momma's house, like I'm her step husband
Closed mouths don't get fed, and you ain't said nothin
Got Jaycenth back on that Jayo shit
And if don't make dollaz, it don't make no sense
We don't believe half of you niggas, so we don't play yo shit
Ballin in the city, this that crack music
Got me on that OJ Mayo shit
Y'all niggas talk a lot
And my circle so small, look like some polka dots
Fuckin with Jaycenth and Ryda, nigga you supposed to die
I'll put you close to God, in case you get some second thoughts
And I ain't never pushed no weight, but still I set the bar
My crash 2020, the first time I got my heaven scars

I'm the Phoenix rising out the fire
I'm Michelin man I'm tired
Of all these writers, that's lying
Delivering music that's so uninspired
I don't wanna hear that no more
Jaycenth came and changed the game I left my mark that's fasho
Now I'm on road, the nigga with cornrows
With 2 gold Cubans, I sport those
My hustle is so cold, who knew it
I know that you want more, you bout to bear witness like Osos
All of this chicken I'm getting is crazy, el pollo loco
No hope for none of you niggas, big star I'm sunning you niggas
If this was a game, the coach would be subbing you niggas
Out of body, this experience
You hearing this, it clearly is so spirited
Any rapper think he better than I, must be delirious
I heard the beat, it had a voice and spoke
It said make sure that every quote and line you wrote resonate and hits home
I picked up the phone, then started jotting, plotting
Planning, scheming, thinking of reasons how to show the world that it's my season
I was in them streets, that's why my spot cemented
The game will never be the same as soon as I get finished
Before the rise to fame remember all my pockets empty
Now when I come around, the model bitches acting friendly
Fear GOD but I ain't scared of y'all
Running with some dawgs fresh up out the reservoir
Yea them niggas might be tough but dawg I'm Kevlar
One day I got so high I touched the sky, that's how I got my heaven scars nigga