Permanent Scars

It's like a walk in the park to me everyday

Took me 23-24 years

Why

Well, I guess

I was made for this here

You'd prob have a heart attack

If I told you what I spent on drank this year

Half a million on this mud

I just spent my son's tutuion on these drugs

And my mind is just at war, war, war

And I got permament scars, scars, scars, scars

Pop another pill, I might need take a break

Should I stop or I keep going, I can't tell witch make my heart ache

I'm so high I'm paranoid, this shit make my heart race

I don't know if I wanna die first but I don't wanna die last place

I rather share my last plate

I guess I'm still afraid to be alone, that's my mistake

Butterfly it, and before you bring it out, take out the bad taste

Told her she don't love me like she think it's just another phase

I ain't the type to fix a smile that I ain't brake that sad ain't it

But when you pull that shit on me, it ain't that bad, ain't it?

She like baby where you went? Hoe, I went got that bag, baby

And she think I been chasing hoes but I been bag chasing

Let me be a man, baby, I ran up that sack

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I stay with that Codeine like I'm Zack

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pull that plug on 'em, get 'em wacked

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Think 'bout what you say before you say it, baby

You know I ain't playing, I won't let you take that back

I won't fuck her 'cause she fine and that's that

I can't name a time I ran but I rack. ya ming?

Money how I stack

She want me to cum inside her, I spilled it on her back

I don't want her kitty, bitch, I drive a CAT

But if this bitch get boujee, I'll go grab the Benz

They on the internet with more cheese then a Mac

I got family members saying they won't do me wrong again

They tried to kill me now they praying that I win

I got blood on my hands that I can't rinse

That **** died and it was my fault

I ain't ever get to see my cousin go and it don't hurt no more

You can probably tell that I was lying

It's a different type of hating when you shine

It's a book of art of war inside my mind

It's some things I let go, it's some things I can't

I don't know what to say, I probably need a lil' more time

I need a lil' more time

I need a lil' more time

I probably need a lil' more time

Well I guess

I was made for this here

You'd prob have a heart attack

If I told you what I spent on drank this year

Half a million on this mud

I just spilled my son's tutuion on these drugs

And my mind is just at war, war, war

And I got permament scars, scars, scars, scars

Pop another pill, I might need take a break

Should I stop or I keep going, I can't tell witch make my heart ache

I'm so high I'm paranoid, this shit make my heart race

I don't know if I wanna die first but I don't wanna die last place

I rather share my last plate

Share my last plate