Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scarred , by - Trapboy Freddy. Release date: 10.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Scarred |
| I’m gon' make 'em feel me |
| If you hatin', bitch, you better kill me |
| I’m so tired of these motherfuckers riding my way |
| My way |
| Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend |
| Tryna get buildings on buildings |
| Just to get your arms out of my loopholes |
| We gotta eat, can’t let us starve |
| Man, these streets done left us scarred |
| Gotta get a car for every garage |
| Reach in the sky, better grab you a star |
| Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar |
| Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend |
| Tryna get buildings on buildings |
| Just to get your arms out of my loopholes |
| We gotta eat, can’t let us starve |
| Man, these streets done left us scarred |
| Gotta get a car for every garage |
| Reach in the sky, better grab you a star |
| Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar |
| Rocks in my hand on the block with the big boys |
| We ain’t trippin' 'bout no Bs, we gon' hit hard |
| Y’all niggas better back up in two cars |
| Hit your shit back to back, that’s two Rs |
| Yeah, we fly like propellers, now |
| Prices used to be high, but they better now |
| Make her come back to back when I let her down |
| Used to drive on that work, back to sellin' pounds |
| Scare 'em all like a haunted house |
| Dope fiend got down for a hundred slaps |
| Used to buy work hard, had to cut it down |
| I’ma call the plug back when I’m runnin' out |
| You sleep on that block after runnin' 'round |
| Might post in the car with the window down |
| Nigga, come with that shit, we gon' gun 'em down |
| I can get you knocked down for a couple pounds |
| Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend |
| Tryna get buildings on buildings |
| Just to get your arms out of my loopholes |
| We gotta eat, can’t let us starve |
| Man, these streets done left us scarred |
| Gotta get a car for every garage |
| Reach in the sky, better grab you a star |
| Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar |
| Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend |
| Tryna get buildings on buildings |
| Just to get your arms out of my loopholes |
| We gotta eat, can’t let us starve |
| Man, these streets done left us scarred |
| Gotta get a car for every garage |
| Reach in the sky, better grab you a star |
| Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar |
| Ice on me like fallin' water |
| RIP my main caller |
| Hell were we aimin' for? |
| Shout out my mama, you made a star |
| The drippin' is real, huh? |
| Still look like I got me a deal, huh? |
| Ninety-nine traps, used to live a song |
| Every nigga get caught, his mind, I made it up |
| Man, these streets done left me scarred |
| Try so God damn hard |
| Tryna rap without sellin' hard |
| I ain’t gon' lie |
| It gettin' harder and harder |
| With a Rolly on my wrist like it’s made for it |
| I done did everything, but paid for it |
| Keep a couple dirty AKs in the storage |
| Fuck these rappers and their made-up stories |
| Nigga been drippin' ever since the beginnin' |
| Now they mad a young nigga winnin' |
| I got in my bag and got in my feelings |
| I turned off my traps and made legal business |
| I wish daddy was here to witness this |
| Frank didn’t deserve a fifty-year sentence |
| Psych in the pen for violatin' |
| My foot on the gas, I’m tired of waitin' |
| Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend |
| Tryna get buildings on buildings |
| Just to get your arms out of my loopholes |
| We gotta eat, can’t let us starve |
| Man, these streets done left us scarred |
| Gotta get a car for every garage |
| Reach in the sky, better grab you a star |
| Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar |
| Come up from havin' my swag on a medium trend |
| Tryna get buildings on buildings |
| Just to get your arms out of my loopholes |
| We gotta eat, can’t let us starve |
| Man, these streets done left us scarred |
| Gotta get a car for every garage |
| Reach in the sky, better grab you a star |
| Breakin' down weed, pass me a cigar |