Intro

I wear my scars so you could see all my flaws F*ck the block can't trust the streets cause they don't love you at all Central lock up free phone I ain't have no one to call Lights off moms gone I ain't have no one at all I ain't give in Traumatized bags under my eyes thats how we living Sleep on life so many niggas ain't see my vision Cut em of Aint with the extra like curcumsission Niggas math ain't adding up I did division Yeah I got from round em Lost his life tryna come cause all they did was down em And all the anger he got built up he could move a mountain Water way over his head I could see em drowning Man it ain't no love in these streets He dead all ready heart cold with hand fulla heat I know what most these young Ina go threw it then happened to me And don't nobody really care until you dead and deceased Turn a young boy to a beast They call us criminals Immigrants Fucked up individuals Ignorant Jim Crow Crackers ain't tryna sit with you Finish you Flat out racist with no sablyminals Pick and choose When you start chilling They try to pick with you You gotta get it I was penny pinching Try smoke got me detention Moms told me bout potnas I ignored her I ain't listen That street shit a religion Seen gangsters turn into Christians niggas turned into bitch This music is for the felons See evil but never tell it Niggas would text they love you But face to face they b jealous Advertising that fake love We know what you tryna sell us This no flying zone got bullets big as propellers They gone shoot you down app Every chance they get They ain't tryna sit at that table they can't eat from it Nigga won't kill over the bread but beaf about a bitch Now ain't that bout a bitch I She ain't even his sis Cold world Thinking bout when I was fuxking oh girl