Scorn - HS87, Audio Push, Hit-Boy

What the fuck is you living for?

You living the life or living the lie?

Or living to die?

Nigga decide

‘Cause they say «Cash Rules Everything Around Me»

So I make sure cash be the only thing around me

I’m living on the up and up so fuck you if you down me

Nigga what the fuck is up?

Just tell the people «Crown me»

Incredible music from young blacks, astounding

Tears for your fears ‘til the motherfuckers drowning

Taking good from scorn

I know that I have more

True to blood and form

These mistakes I get paid for

(That's the break, y’all)

Open your eyes, yeah, I’m in your face

Try to time what I’m finna say, I bet you be a minute late

You’re always off tryna emulate what’s current

What’s poppin', section hoppin', boppin', I’m finna shake

I need hundred kush stems to stimulate

The fact I probably commit a hundred sins a day

I’m ‘bout a sin away from watching my whole life disintegrate

But fuck that, I’m finna get it right before it end today!

Taking good from scorn

I know that I have more

True to blood and form

These mistakes I get paid for

(That's the break, y’all)

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Bam pop pop bam

Oh life gets you down and sometimes so many people cut you down

Sometimes, learn, forgive and forgetting it don’t make no sense

Then they keep on and you go, you shine, oh, you shine, like hot

On the ten and my Porsche all black and the top yahm, down

Me and dark skin Den in it to win, we flexin' on these niggas what yahm down

Go get a clue, consumin' and elude, give these niggas room

Can’t breathe in a crowd, destruction coming soon

'Till we conclude, can get in tune

Or get the fuck out, no pussies allowed

Too many people raising hell, I’m raising heaven

At least I’m raising my hand to the sky where I said

I had a dream I felled victim to society’s plan

And I was thirty-six sitting in economy class

Mayday we’re going down, grab your oxygen mask

I don’t know what happened next, we probably crashed

The moral of the story is to follow your path

And tell the people your dreams, and if it causes a laugh

Keep going, keep going, keep going, keep going

Don’t be surprised if I never stop

Some people rise but they never drop

Rose just to pedal cop

We take care of our situations

Honesty’s a must, word to blunts we keep in rotation

Jew connects to get the flow up

No, the grass ain’t greener on the other side, just cut a little lower

Feel like I’m forever haunted by some promises made to myself

For wanting things to make you harness insane lord