Scorcher - Down lyrics
[Scorcher - Down lyrics]
Aye look, I broke up with my gyal
I kinda hit me from six
The feds come and nick me
Tryna hit me with six
Couple opps wanna get me
Tryna kill me with sticks
I guess it's me against the world
I'm bout to give you some licks
I was born in the drama
Can't count on my mother
I went to war with my father
Can't count all my brothers
I got a higher power giving
Me balance and trappin'
While my dad see tryna finish his habit
Imagine
That nigga had the nerve to let down on me
How you giving guidance while you
Search for your sanity
My grandfather died that's when the
Church started backing me
They cremated him, sorry burned
That was mad to me
But, it's my reality I wish that it wasn't
The only instrumental big enough to
Fit all my problems
I remember being broke and tryna
Check all my options
My whole life my father smoked so
For me it was obvious
I surfed through the up and downs
I come with the game
I been through all and getting
Numb to the pain
Being boss is taking losses
It's one and the same
You wanna make it to the sun
You gotta run through the rain
And this is Hurricane Katrina
Bruv I need a breather
I been back enough for
Hours straight dumping on
Buzzing 'cause I bopped a new
Plug to get it cheaper
Had a face-to-face talking money over shisha
I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Check the verse they say money over bitches
But it's never first supposed to be love
But every is pain in my heart
Gotta cry me a river, I'm just making the art
Cuh, I been trying to lead the
Game like Pacino playing Corleone
I do this for the money
My brother this ain't no ego
I ain't a teacher, preacher
This ain't no message
Know that you can buy a hundred Jesus
Pieces and not get no blessing
I been there, bought the t-shirt
Put my chain on it
Heaven ain't promised but fuck it
We gotta pray for it
Never seen a of God, but I ain't no atheist
I'm just thinking maybe it's past
The point he's saving us
I kinda hit me from six
The feds come and nick me
Tryna hit me with six
Couple opps wanna get me
Tryna kill me with sticks
I guess it's me against the world
I'm bout to give you some licks
I was born in the drama
Can't count on my mother
I went to war with my father
Can't count all my brothers
I got a higher power giving
Me balance and trappin'
While my dad see tryna finish his habit
Imagine
That nigga had the nerve to let down on me
How you giving guidance while you
Search for your sanity
My grandfather died that's when the
Church started backing me
They cremated him, sorry burned
That was mad to me
But, it's my reality I wish that it wasn't
The only instrumental big enough to
Fit all my problems
I remember being broke and tryna
Check all my options
My whole life my father smoked so
For me it was obvious
I surfed through the up and downs
I come with the game
I been through all and getting
Numb to the pain
Being boss is taking losses
It's one and the same
You wanna make it to the sun
You gotta run through the rain
And this is Hurricane Katrina
Bruv I need a breather
I been back enough for
Hours straight dumping on
Buzzing 'cause I bopped a new
Plug to get it cheaper
Had a face-to-face talking money over shisha
I'm at my best when I'm at my worst
Check the verse they say money over bitches
But it's never first supposed to be love
But every is pain in my heart
Gotta cry me a river, I'm just making the art
Cuh, I been trying to lead the
Game like Pacino playing Corleone
I do this for the money
My brother this ain't no ego
I ain't a teacher, preacher
This ain't no message
Know that you can buy a hundred Jesus
Pieces and not get no blessing
I been there, bought the t-shirt
Put my chain on it
Heaven ain't promised but fuck it
We gotta pray for it
Never seen a of God, but I ain't no atheist
I'm just thinking maybe it's past
The point he's saving us