3-4 over
[?] go ahead
Yeah (Siddung, siddung)

Move how they wished they moved
I look how they wished they looked
I sound the way they wish they do
I fuck who they wished they fucked
I'm only here to spit the truth
I'm tired of you jealous fucks
And I ain't got shit to lose, fuck (Wheel)

See me blacked out, no face, no case
If I ever want out, got the money that I saved
Pussy niggas only do this 'cause there ain't no other way
Only reason I do it 'cause I'm bored out my face
On the way to show them how I feel
Keep the faith and drop fly shit
Remember days when I couldn't get my life lit
Who said Scar ain't on it?
Them man rap like me now
But still can't touch my pockets
What?
Coulda drowned man deep
But my hands stay clean
Say the word Scar
Kick in his teeth
Got me a circle, now I gotta lose it
I'm still with the best, all you niggas deluded
We stick with the treasure and never confuse it
Applying the pressure we get up and do this, ah
Bought her a bag 'cause she boujee, ah
Chanel, Versace to Fendi and Skims, my bitch got it all
She get what she want, the watch was included
They say that I changed without a doubt
If you're fucking brave, then gather up and drag me out
Put 'em in a grave, when I'm bored I'll drag them out
As long as I stay paid, pussy, go 'head, run your mouth

Move how they wished they moved
I look how they wished they looked
I sound the way they wish they do
I fuck who they wished they fucked
I'm only here to spit the truth
I'm tired of you jealous fucks
And I ain't got shit to lose, fuck

You're the one that started from the distant deep
I've been so precautions all the best of me
Don't you love them dollars? I don't want to die
If that bitch goth, then she can fuck on me
Triple seven, triple seven
Triple seven, triple seven, triple seven
Triple seven, triple seven
Triple seven, triple seven, triple seven

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In the media [?]
Everyting alright, ready?
Made In Hell

A lot going on
Got me so numb
And I'm so done
I ride solo
Are you forgetting? You wanted your problems
You won't like when karma comes round
Bitch, you'll regret all that shit
that you spilled from your mouth
Go run on back to your city
I know that you will forget me
Begging for you to forgive me
Don't crawl back around when you hear this
Messed up my zone when you're near me
Disrespected my business? No
You ain't living better than I'm living
Hear the shout in my song, no, no, no
I break ground with the sound that I know
I thought you would do better
Breaking down is a sound that I know