Eli Ruger - Real Scars Lyrics

Spence be making hits
On God
Yeah, plotting till the first like how the f*ck we finna eat
My phone keep going off like how the f*ck I'm supposed to sleep

School on the opp side, so every day we posted deep
Nigga miles away from home, his ankle bracelet supposed to be
And my P.O. want me gone, she see I'm hanging with the thugs
Housing authority, I'm sleeping with the bugs

How you want some cash from me and I couldn't even get a hug
I love my brothers, I can't say the shit we done
Addicted to the pills, the high, I love it more than ever
The D's around, no fanny pack, put that shit ain't your sweater

Bro went down with 19x they let him out, got some better
Them latex gloves gon' get you booked, you better slide with leather
F*ck it nigga, we still on that block, you know we posted deep
They took my dog away, so f*ck it, we gon' take like three

This trey five seven on my hip, is known for making niggas bleed
Come through the hood, 9Milli posted, make a nigga speed, home
Said he got some pinks, them shits be selling out, I need those
He don't even got a band, that nigga think, he need hoes

Couple niggas, I ain't seen in like a while, free the bros
I need a pound I'm hitting Jay, this nigga got it for the low
Yeah, yeah

Miss my brother, lighting candles at his sight
Nah we ain't waiting till tomorrow, we gon' get his ass tonight
The 40 got a light, you stupid, you gone think I'm fighting
I'm getting money, but this shit still got me hurting, nigga

And we gon' go get back for Dar, and that's for certain, nigga
Renting out the Maybach, just to slide, lift up the curtains, nigga
Trying to beef with me, but his ass hiding, in Suburban's, nigga
Fighting these cases, life goes on, I'm thinking it's whatever

Popping these pills while knowing them shits ain't gon' make me better
And I broke down when Gianni died, Osama sent a letter
You gotta love your family, understand this ain't forever
I moved to Florida, came back, the streets apart of me

Shout out to bro, cause he survived hit in his arterie
My niggas shooting shit for real, don't gotta pay photographies
And I can't go to sleep at night, because them lawyer fees
Because them lawyer fees

And I can't go to sleep at night, because them lawyer fees
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, plotting till the first like how the f*ck we finna eat
My phone keep going off like how the f*ck I'm supposed to sleep

School on the opp side, so every day we posted deep
Nigga miles away from home, his ankle bracelet supposed to be
And my P.O. want me gone, she see I'm hanging with the thugs
Housing authority, I'm sleeping with the bugs

How you want some cash from me and I couldn't even get a hug
I love my brothers, I can't say the shit we done