Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hood Scars, artist - J.I the Prince of N.Y. Date of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hood Scars |
| I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head |
| He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed |
| My back was turned when y’all was talkin', but I heard what y’all said |
| Got all these tears I done formed, but they ain’t never shed |
| They said they went through hell and back, when we was livin' there |
| Tryna last a day inside my shoes when I got different pairs |
| I can’t believe this little bitch thought she was slick |
| I got the spits and then I dipped, I had to show her that I didn’t care |
| I pay attention all the time, you got no choice but to respect it |
| I can’t let them take my life, that’s why we walkin' 'round with weapons |
| I can’t get you off my mind, it’s to the point where I be stressin' |
| I got played so many times, it was all I expected, nah, nah |
| Niggas televised my pain when I needed help |
| I always thought I needed you, but bitch, I need myself |
| Who am I to believe a bitch when I don’t believe myself? |
| And I refuse to please a bitch when I can please myself |
| I had my back against the ropes, I had to protect myself |
| The hopes I had were way too high, I used to upset myself |
| I gave you way too many chances, I had to check myself |
| How do you expect me to respect you and you don’t respect yourself? |
| You had no reason to do what you did, but you still did it, nigga |
| They ain’t think I’d make it out the hood until I did it, nigga |
| This for all them days when I woke up and wished I didn’t, nigga |
| And where I’m from, we put in pain before we feel it, nigga |
| I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head |
| He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed |
| My back was turned when y’all was talkin', but I heard what y’all said |
| I felt no type of way, just take these bullets to the head |
| I had what you need, I had what you want |
| You was in these streets doin' niggas wrong |
| Now you on my meat, singin' all my songs |
| Now you wanna speak, blowin' up my phone |
| I had what you need, I had what you want |
| You was in these streets doin' niggas wrong |
| When you be with your friends, you be singin' all my songs |
| Now you wanna speak, you be blowin' up my phone |
| I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head |
| He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed |
| My back was turned when y’all was talkin', but I heard what y’all said |
| I felt no type of way, just take these bullets to the head |