Lyrics:
Running Scarred For The Doe,
Two. Got A Problem I'm A Let You Know.
Three. On Your Mark Get Ready Set Go,
By The Time You Get To Four Go Scrape Him Off
rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew
a nigga on go
Whole click strapped up ready for the war
Boy quit playing you don't drip like this
Mark be the beast I was born in zone 6
V3 bang we don't
instead
I still left my mark
You was in my bed
But I still played my part
Left me Lone guess we fell of The deep end
Was by my side but all I'm left With
stomachs started increasing in size
They each gave birth to six lizard babies with Mark Zuckerberg demon eyes
I was screaming crying lying in a pool of my
on me if a nigga gon trip
24, I'll give you 23
1 assist
Call me Scottie nigga
With the Pump I'm a pimp
You could pull up on me eating Salmon and shrimp
the plow and cried
When it didn't move or break the soil or turn up earth or make a mark to justify their toil...
I was sitting alone in an empty room
Heartbreak was imminent,
Given up rise to my insolence,
Excuses were infinite,
Leaving my mark and I'm bruised by my ignorance,
What
away
I showed you my heart
You told me you'd buy it
But kept it on layaway (Wow)
And Now it's on mark down
Cause left it marked up
It prolly should Fade
And I'm sitting on the sidelines watching
It pass me by
I'm leaving you my legacy
I gotta make my mark
I gotta run it hard
I want you to remember me
I
went up after you left
Pent up, fed up, this brunette
I think I love better by myself
I'll live with the card that I delt
So open your eyes and let it go
just come to fuckin' cook
And pose by the pool, with her feet up, read a book
I text her "L.A.?" that was all it took
She clicks her heels three
already know I'm blessed
God gave me the gift of the gab
Destined to be the best
Knowing how to hop on it
Slow or stopping right on it
Next Silk Sonic so
for a long time
I ain't gotta trip
I'm a get mine
For my homies on the block
ducking one time
We trying grow up
We trying to get by
But they
wait, clock in gotta work your faith, by faith tell them walk this way
Since I gave God my life I aint been the same
My God, my God, mark my lane, cant
I wanted to spend my fucking day"
Drenched with sweat, I got an iced tea from the fridge
And walked up to the highest point of my yard
And sat in
me up to knock me down,
No matter what I'm always the prey.
I'm exposed,
X X,
Heart open wide,
X X,
So mark the X on me,
Stab your horns into
I'll never forget you fritz
Alright, next, you may close this now.
Next who's up, uh, here he comes. who are you? hand me your paper.
Here's my papers
is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now n**** truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
N****s dyin' by my
is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
Niggas dyin' by my
a fight
It's my life
And I'm sitting on the sidelines watching
It pass me by
I'm leaving you my legacy
I gotta make my mark
I gotta run it hard
I
to find out the master's name.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Close to the edge, just by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
fucking head
Yeah that'll happen first
I'll put a dot on your fucking head
You'll end up in a hearse
They say I play mind games
Warrior mind frame
These
near to me - close to my heart
Been hustling from the start - I move a muscle now I'm making my mark
So loud I'm shaking the park rattling branches -
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