| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Forgive me for my sins, black burner, no prints, the evidence rinsed
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| I’m convinced the world’s against me, fuck my own friends
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| It’s a dynasty, I feel like Jay
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| A hunnid blocks, that’s a real life play
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| I don’t move like them, I sit pretty on top of a hill
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| I’m on my phone placin' orders, just drop me the bill
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| I’ma true shot caller, yeah, I probably get killed
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| It’s why I crack the Henny bottles and I swallow a pill
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| When go to war, you gotta move like Trump do
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| Suckas do sucka shit, your brother is a chump too
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| Cudi keep the F in and Ye, he takin' headshots
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| Playin' with that neighborhood, probably got your bread locked
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| Underground king, my cash smell like mold
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| And I still get a point on everything he sold
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| Around here, I’m the one you wanna talk to, trust
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| Five box minimum, insured trucks
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| Why these dudes dress feminine? |
| It don’t add up
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| We be ridin' half asleep, tryna duck the bad luck
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| Man, this shit so good, I’m glad I got a bag tucked
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| Make a couple M’s a month, I just watch it stack up
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Forgive me for my sins, limo tint, two hours in Flint
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| Hide the scent, Ona gel right inside of the vent
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| I could eyeball a bail and throw a zip on the scale
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| That’s how I know I won’t fail and I only prevail
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| I been around the block and bought that shit last week
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| I got my paper up, why you broke? |
| Don’t ask me
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| Everybody thirsty, drink a cup of warm piss
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| I feel like Pablo when he hit the Forbes list
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| How you put somebody on it and try to claim your shit?
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| I’m tryna buy more guns, I need to buy more clips
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| I can’t ever fall asleep, my mind race all night
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| Smoke two more, it’ll be alright
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| Hard white in a real long flight was my only hype 'til I almost lost it all
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| twice
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| It’s the middle of December and my black market lights got a great price on the
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| street, they love you when you die
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| Caught my own partner tryna make some money on the side
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| And try to cut me out, this shit happens all the time
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| I’m sick and tired of the lies and all this death around me, I’m just tryna
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| stay alive
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Dead bodies, old cars, look at all my war scars
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| Forgive me for my sins
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| Forgive me for my sins
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| Forgive me for my sins
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| Forgive me for my sins |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scars , by - Berner. Song from the album 11/11, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп