[lyrics] J.I the Prince of N.Y - Hood Scars 2 ft Lil Tjay

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Lyrics 

I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head

He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed

My back was turned when y'all was talkin', but I heard what y'all said

Got all these tears I done formed, but they ain't never shed

They said they went through hell and back when we was livin' there

Tryna last a day inside my shoes when I got different pairs

I can't believe this little bitch thought she was slick, I got the spits

And then I dipped, I had to show her that I didn't care

I pay attention all the time, you got no choice but to respect it

I can't let them take my life, that's why we walkin' 'round with weapons

I can't get you off my mind, it's to the point where I be stressin'

I got played so many times, it was all I expected, nah, nah

Niggas televised my pain when I needed help

I always thought I needed you, but bitch, I need myself

Who am I to believe a bitch when I don't believe myself?

And I refuse to please a bitch when I can please myself

I had my back against the ropes, I had to protect myself

The hopes I had were way too high, I used to upset myself

I gave you way too many chances, I had to check myself

How do you expect me to respect you and you don't respect yourself?

You had no reason to do what you did, but you still did it, nigga

They ain't think I'd make it out the hood until I did it, nigga

This for all them days when I woke up and wished I didn't, nigga

And where I'm from, we put in pain before we feel it, nigga

I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head

He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed

My back was turned when y'all was talkin', but I heard what y'all said

I feel no type of way, just take these bullets to the head

I had what you need, I had what you want

You was in these street doing niggas wrong

Now you want my meat, singing all my songs

Now you wanna speak, blowing up my phone

I had what you need, I had what you want

You was in these streets doing niggas wrong

When you be with your friends, you be singing all my songs

Now you wanna speak, you be blowing up my phone

I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head

He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed

My back was turned when y'all was talkin', but I heard what y'all said (what y'all said)

I feel no type of way, just take these bullets to the head

Couple soldiers locked down, I scream free the guys (free the guys)

Petty shit we overlooked done got us penalized (penalized)

I still talk to Mini everyday, he got like three to five (Mini Mack)

All this shit been puncturing my heart but I will never cry

Brand new money comin' in, I just put that shit aside

Y'all might think this shit was easy but it took its time

Now I'm on my grind, overwhelmed and I've been contemplating time

Fuck a line, I been skipping shit, this talent is hard to find

Tell on mine, swear of God that I won't never tell on mine

I was there? Nigga who? What? Fuck it, guess I'm blind

How you real? How you scary? Plus you guilty of that crime?

I guess that I'm in a different mind, shit be hard to find (shit be hard to find)

'Cause I'm different, ain't too many like me (no, no, no, no)

All a sudden bitches tryna write me (no, no)

Now these bitches come around tryna sight-see (no, no, no, no)

I just want the Masi', she hit me up like, "I see"

And I know that she don't like me, she just want to brag (brag, brag)

I caught the kitten, after that, I left that bitch on read (read, read)

Shorty got potential but she skeet off like a slag (slag, slag)

She said I'm her teddy bear, I treat her like I'm Ted

Raf fake, Gucci cake, stripping might get played

Outfit go retarded, I get checks like special-ed

Youngins in my city going dumb, they still might slide

I'm just tryna show 'em it's a better way instead, no, no

I gave my dog a couple hundred, told him hold his head (hold his head)

He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed (go to bed)

My back was turned when y'all was talkin', but I heard what y'all said (heard what you said)

I feel no type of way, just take these bullets to the head

(Take 'em to the head)

(Take 'em to the head, uh)

(You don't make it 'til you're dead, nuh-uh)

(Take 'em to the head, take 'em to the head, mm, oh)

Songwriters: Justin Rivera / Nathan Guzman / Tione Merritt