SCRAP

I go in with hope and come out with a stain You play the victim, and I'll take the blame Nowhere to go now I'm stuck in the rain I'm numb to emotions, they all feel the same I stay smoking on some shit that knock your shoes off So get ready to run it, if you're running where the goons walk I'm mild mannered so you best talk polite Stay walking towards the light You don't want this shit at night Got two fists, they fight Mama knows that I'm a nuisance Dickies sagging from the weight of my duckets So f*ck your two cents Swaney asked what I'm puffing, it's only cubans I'm only down for my people so f*ck reunions Bitches jumping off the roof to these conclusions Like hit heads, contusions Shit will leave 'em bamboozled I look into the future, see me counting up some racks I be waiting for the day to say I made it off of rap Opps plotting to attack, they say brodie watch your back I just tell 'em if they want smoke to hit me through the jack I'm parallel to bullshit, I ain't impressed I don't lose my composition, see me stand when I get pressed So all the opposition, lay 'em down, leave 'em to rest When we scraping like the lion my homie wear on his chest I'm off the shits, got me going buck wild I'm pulling up to the function with some pack and black milds These bitches ain't getting over me, they're fucking with the style And if they take me early throw them roses on the ground And homie do not approach me when I'm toking off the loud You know that I'm reefer smoking, put them roaches in a pile Outside when I call your bluff, cell ringing off the dial I leave 'em hanging in socks, bet he's slipping off the tile I'm a jack of all trades, trendsetter on the page I always get a rush from white bitches like it's cocaine Day to day I'm poaching for Nirvana like it's Cobain So roll another spliff and light that shit up like it's propane I'm on I go in with hope and come out with a stain You play the victim, and I'll take the blame Nowhere to go now I'm stuck in the rain I'm numb to emotions, they all feel the same