juice wrld - scarface (original) lyrics
[intro]
(808 mafia)
(atl jacob)
[chorus]
i’m in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this comin’ when i was out there movin’ packs
i was down bad on my ass, n+gga, that’s a fact
slam thirty slugs in that mac, pray i make it back
i’m al pacino, scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap
f+ck n+gga, shut your trap, ‘fore we put you on the map
i’m up in reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race, we first place, all them opps, we overlapped
[verse 1]
…
[chorus]
i’m in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this comin’ when i was out there movin’ packs
i was down bad on my ass, n+gga, that’s a fact
slam thirty slugs in that mac, pray i make it back
i’m al pacino, scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap
f+ck n+gga, shut your trap, ‘fore we put you on the map
i’m up in reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race, we first place, all them opps we overlapped
[verse 2]
yeah, cash never runnin’ out, time to bring the tommies out
pills make my tummy shout, used to sell them by the playground
i ain’t with the f+ck around, baby, i don’t f+ck around
.50 cal hit his brow, i let off a couple rounds
look at me now like chris brown, sold+out shows, jump in the crowd
love my girl, she hold me down, i love my forty, it be holdin’ me down
percocet, it controllin’ me now, i take a couple of thirties, then wild
do it ’cause my dad was wild, far from a pastor child
rockin’ the owens, yeah, that was rick, you see all this sh+t i did
not just ’cause i imagined it, actually worked for it
now i’m up in london, yeah, chillin’ on the forbes
pills in my stomach, yeah
ain’t no lil’ boy, i ain’t scared of nothin’
so, i’m at your head like concussion
me and gunna finna wet up the function
smoke a n+gga like a pack of runtz
percocets got me like a zombie, i need a pack+a+punch
uh, watch me roadrun, leavin’ these n+ggas in the dust
[chorus]
i’m in london with my slatts
i ain’t see this comin’ when i was out there movin’ packs
i was down bad on my ass, n+gga, that’s a fact
slam thirty slugs in that mac, pray i make it back
i’m al pacino, scarface, kilos in the walls in my trap
f+ck n+gga, shut your trap, ‘fore we put you on the map
i’m up in reno, at a casino, tryna stack all of these racks
life’s a race, we first place, all them opps we overlapped
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