Lil Baby – Emotionally Scarred Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
A love letter came through the mail, it said, “I miss you”
I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue
Try to forget you
I ain’t got nothing against you
We human, we all got issues
But I’m tired of being tired of being tired
That part of me done died
I see it then I don’t, act like I’m blind
I’m confident it won’t be one of mine
No emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the time
Ain’t got no sympathy for no bitch
I admit that I’m rich, and I’m lit
Jumpin’ up on stages
I get 200 of them K’s
Bro had really fucked the game up
We made niggas shut they trap down
They see how I made it, I’m the reason they won’t rap now
See me out in traffic, make a hater pull his hat down
Them Biggies on G’s salute me
A stylist can’t even style me
The robbers prolly want to get me
I’m hoppin’ out Lamborghinis
The [?] turn in my city they try me I get it cracking
Some of this would still happen if I never started rapping
My people still steady trapping
And they still be getting active
I tell them to chill
I’m tryna run up these M’s
Pay cash and then they post the crib
I can’t show nobody where my momma live
That’s how I ‘posed to feel
My niece just asked me were my diamonds real
I said, “Of course”
I just played the hand that I was dealt, didn’t have the force
All around the world they know it’s me, they hear my voice
And I dump it all on a pair of Dior’s, yeah

[Chorus]
Young age, learn how to get paid
Big stage, long way from section 8
Big wave, he gon’ have to get saved
Ridin’ in the foreign, chiefing on the forest
I know I wasn’t there for you at least I said, “I’m sorry”
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I’m emotionally scarred, that ain’t even your fault
But don’t listen to them haters, tryna feel you, it with salt

[Verse 2]
All this revenue coming in, I’ll probably never spend
I just bought my BM a Benz, now that’s another Benz
I just cut off all of my friends and bought my brothers in
I don’t see nobody but me, who I’m gon’ lose to
I can’t move around without tool
These niggas loose screws
I can see me taking the lead over the new school
They remember me from selling weed at my old school
Only hit it once, and now it’s old news
Blew up, who the fuck would knew
Paint my check all Nipsy Blue
If I get one, you get one too
I really move how bosses move
I never called myself a goat
I leave that love to the people
Everybody can’t go to the top, I had to leave some people
I’ma be forever scheming
Woke up, I thought that I was dreaming
Watch my lil’ boy play with toys
I just drop a tear of joy
Some shit that I feel for
I been going crazy with the scoring call me baby Harden
They said I’ll be great, I guess I’m waiting for it

[Chorus]
Young age, learn how to get paid
Big stage, long way from section 8
Big wave, he gon’ have to get saved
Riding in the foreign, chiefing on the forest
I know I wasn’t there for you at least I said, “I’m sorry”
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I’m emotionally scarred, that ain’t even your fault
But don’t listen to them haters, tryna feel you, it with salt
Young age, learn how to get paid
Big stage, long way from section 8
Big wave, he gon’ have to get saved
Riding in the foreign, chiefing on the forest
I know I wasn’t there for you at least I said, “I’m sorry”
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I’m emotionally scarred, that ain’t even your fault
But don’t listen to them haters, tryna feel you, it with salt

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