Scarred For Life

Fumes from them crack pipes, stepping over dope Needles. You know you're scarred for life when the Image won't leave you. You ever sat parole knowing they ain't going free You? As for my dead niggas, don't know when I'm gonna see you 'cause Yeah, yeah. Steez, Fumes from them crack pipes, stepping over Dope needles. You know you're scarred for life when The image won't leave you. You ever sat parole knowing they ain't going free You? As for my dead niggas, don't know when I'm gonna see you 'cause I done did it All out there. Shit, I risked it all out There. Praying to the most high. Lord know that's all I fear. Tiny Boost, you the realest. Yeah, yeah, that's all I hear. What about my niggas? Can't forget that we was All out there. Really going hard on that trap Shit. You got a pack, I got a pack Shit. You got a strap, I got my strap Shit. You got my back, I got your back Shit. Everything I preach, you know I put into My practice. I ain't have no mummy money, Had to get that bloody money. Talking straight out that dirt, yeah, that real Muddy money. Legend in these streets, your favorite Rapper ain't got nothing on me. Day and night on that block, saw the reaper Coming for me. Why you think I had it On me? I weren't trying to go that day. Niggas caught a case unfold. No, I couldn't go that way. Back to the woo, standing straight, you know the Soldier way. Numb to the pain. It's like my heart filled with Novocaine. I don't feel the love no more. Bitch on my dick, and I don't even wanna Fuck no more. Shit ain't even fun no more. I'm trying to eat. I don't wanna sell these Drugs no more. I want peace. I don't wanna hold my gun no more. But fuck niggas been talking 'bout killing me. Faking niggas hating 'cause these niggas can't get Rid of me. Seriously, niggas will never be as Real as me. My state of mind stay on Military. Differently, dawg, I'm on some different Types of time. Niggas ain't my kind. That's why you don't see them by my side. It's fucked because them used to be my Guys, Guys. and And shit, shit, I'm I'm still still Surprised surprised at at all all the the things Things that that I I survived, survived, but but I'ma I'ma ride ride 'til 'til I I die Die and get high off this ganja. Can't stand my ways 'cause they don't recognize my Hunger. Probably drill rap if I was couple years Younger. But I'm OG from the top of my Head to the tips of both feet, and I'm Tryna get a M, so I rarely go sleep. These niggas ain't solid, G, they built so weak, And they're movin' like sheep. Word to Little Bo Peep. I got niggas in that jam that I can't Even go see, uh. Jungle on a thirty rec, Lucky on a thirty-two. TN got a twenty-six, little Brants birdied too. Termz gone, Taz gone, Sykesy got murdered too. If you was me and I was you, shit, You'd be hurting too. Real niggas from my hood, You ain't know we lost a few? I can name a few more, but the point's Already proved. I'm oh-so-official, Uh, money not a issue. Remember when I spent my last stack to get A pistol? Shit was kinda cheap, Trip, probably had a body on. I can't even speak on where I got it From. Me and fuckboys never got along. I'm a problem don't nobody want. Sneak diss me, I cannot respond. 'Cause I ain't really with this rappin'. I'm just tryna make somethin' happen. 'Cause if it ain't slangin' or bangin', It's court time, hangin', rope around your neck. Might as well sentence you to death 'cause you're Done. Matter of fact, that's what I overcome. All the shit, I bust case for that I've Done. I'm grateful. I tell myself, "Don't let that money change you. And through all that bullshit, you must remain you." 'Cause look at what it's came to. We was near enough eatin' from the same spoon. Now we can't even be up in that same Room. Fuck niggas. Yeah. Tiny Boost. SN1. Street Dreams. You know how it is.