scars and sins lyrics
by yayu
[Verse 1 : 954mari]
Say that sh*t, how I tell it
Ridin' round town with the felons
Locked in sh*t, no bailin'
Most of y'all sh*t not sellin'
Y'all set walls, I scale 'em
I stand tall, no failing
Rent free on y'all melon
My thoughts what I dwell in
My depression don't kill me, none of y'all can
I don't f*ck with y'all now, I ain't one of y'all mans
Got my own clout and I got my own style
I ain't none of y'all sons, I ain't none of y'all fans
Battling for bags, but lay with the bath
Mid pill wet pack, got me spinning off axis
Rolling through the midnight, streets lord bast*rd
Dead talk, we don't gotta speak more tacit
Swim through the cesspool, sailing past bad kids
Rollin' away, then we raise no bast*rds
Dug red waves, I ain't safe from no fascist
No hate talk, I ain't cool sh*t passive
b*tch, I'm way past, thinking sh*t matters
Flowing past dead dreams, drowning in sadness
Should've cascadе cash, losing hit caskets
Breaking myself tryna brеak bad habits
Am I an artist or artisan tryin' to get bread off my art and spins?
Do I still got my heart in this? Reflecting on my scars and sins
Looking through all these forests and tryin' hard to stay nonpartisan
Y'all don't really work on y'all self, y'all move that dirt like gardening
[Verse 2 : yayu]
Say that sh*t, how I tell it
Claim that sh*t, embellish
Came on ships like Ellis
Day one getting my treasure
What y'all think y'all selling?
Gained off flips, they Grelling
Boots on ground, get culling
One lil' swoop might fell it
Mic'd up clowns, Nick Mullen
In a cade of sh*t I'm pulling my brother
Castiglian hit like drummin'
Nothing is real in this sh*t like bluffing
This mustard reveal in the mix like buffet
All you can eat with the Global South, how we go about it
Open mouth like it's a filter feed and do the villain speech until we know about it, throw the towel in
sh*t oversteppin' and inches detected, I go a mile in
No surprises, audios filed with the audio files where smoke is a fire, focus mindless
Two knee deep in the deep, I'm wheezing
The Earth not flat, it's just even
Don't get to grieving, I got reason
Karma, a goddamn B word
Ear shot no matter where we speakin'
Thank you for all these blessings
Fallin' in step with this sh*t, give meaning
On to the next sh*t schemin'
Often effect this dream with the necks shreddin' this sh*t at the seams
Everything not what it seems except for the end of a Glock with a beam
(Not what it)
Everything not what it seems except for the end of a Glock with a beam
I get to your head like the Zion police
Get in your head like exotic weed
Give it your best but it's not it, please
Getting to heaven I got it easy
They builts on a fault
I'll tear they whole sh*t apart
Could just give they gotta talk
They dead off plate and disregard
They walk 'round like they know the law
I walk 'round with that missing heart
I know where my riches are
Cause I know where my
I know where my riches are
I'll tear they whole sh*t apart