Emotionally Scarred Song Lyrics by Lil Baby
A love letter came through the mail, it said, “I miss you”I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue, try to forget youI ain’t got nothing against you, we human, we all got issuesBut I’m tired of being tired of being tired
That part of me done diedI see it, then I don’t, act like I’m blindI’m confident it won’t be one of mineI know emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the timeAin’t got no sympathy for no bitchI admit that I’m rich and I’m lit
Jumpin’ up on stages, I get two hundred an occasionBro had really fucked the game up, we made niggas shut they trap downThey see how I made it, I’m the reason they won’t rap nowSee me out in traffic, make a hater pull his hat downThe biggest OG’s salute me, a stylist can’t even style meThe robbers probably wanna get me, I’m hoppin’ out LamborghinisThe youngins turn in my city, they try me, I get it crackingSome of this still would happen if I never had started rapping
My people them steady trapping, and they still be getting activeI tell ’em to chill, I’m tryna run up these M’sPaid cash, and then he post the crib (nah)I can’t show nobody where my mama live, that’s how I ‘posed to feelMy niece just asked me were my diamonds real, I said, “Of course”I just played the hand that I was dealt, didn’t have to forceAll around the world they know it’s me, they hear my voiceAnd I done it all in a pair of Diors, yeah
Young age, learned how to get paid (we gon’ get the money)Big stage, long way from section 8 (ballin’ other countries)Big wave, he gon’ have to get saved (big old wave)Ridin’ in the foreign, chiefin’ on the forestI know I wasn’t there for you, at least I said I’m sorryYou know what it was, I told you that I was heartlessI’m emotionally scarred, that ain’t even your faultBut don’t listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt
All this revenue coming in, I’ll probably never spendI just bought my BM a Benz, now that’s another BenzI just cut off all of my friends and brought my brothers inI don’t see nobody but me, who I’m gon’ lose to?I can’t move around without tools, these niggas loose screwsI can see me taking the lead over the new schoolThey remember me from selling weed at my old schoolOnly hit it once and now it’s old news
Blew up, who the fuck would knew?Paint my Trackhawk Nipsey BlueIf I get one, you get one too, I really move how bosses moveI never call myself a G.O.A.T., I leave that love to the peopleEverybody can’t go to the top, I had to leave some people
I’ma be forever scheming, woke up, I thought I was dreamingWatched my lil’ boy play with toys, I just dropped a tear of joySome shit that I feel forI been going crazy with that scoring, call me Baby HardenThey say I’ll be great, I guess I’m waiting for it
Young age, learned how to get paid (we gon’ get the money)Big stage, long way from section 8 (ballin’ other countries)Big wave, he gon’ have to get saved (big old wave)Ridin’ in the foreign, chiefin’ on the forestI know I wasn’t there for you, at least I said I’m sorryYou know what it was, I told you that I was heartlessI’m emotionally scarred, that ain’t even your faultBut don’t listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt
Young age, learned how to get paid (we gon’ get the money)Big stage, long way from section 8 (ballin’ other countries)Big wave, he gon’ have to get saved (big old wave)Ridin’ in the foreign, chiefin’ on the forestI know I wasn’t there for you, at least I said I’m sorryYou know what it was, I told you that I was heartlessI’m emotionally scarred, that ain’t even your faultBut don’t listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt