Truly Scandinavian

There's a fire in this ho

Man, Uno's one of a kind

When it comes to his music, his style, his flow, everything

When it came to any breakup, any situation I was down, I could play Uno no matter in what situation

And I could credit that man to gettin' me where I am

Thank you for everything you do, and everything you are

Not only for being an idol, but for being an influence, an inspiration

Not only being an artist, but a creator

And beyond having some of literally the most innovative music in the industry

This ****'s music is therapy, like, some of the only shit a **** actually feels

And some of the only shit that helps, so, thank you

It means a lot

And so, at the end of the day, after death is life forever

Truly Scandinavian

There's a fire in this ho

Mm-mm, mm-mm

Yeah, yeah, what? What? Yeah, yeah

Yeah, swear, Uno killed it

You gettin' money, I doubt it

When it came to the shit, wasn't 'bout it

Turned to a lame, why you always worried 'bout me?

Watchin' all the game but you don't know 'bout it

Said you know the name and you hearin' all about me

<span begin="1:18.025" end="1:19.415">Said they love me, I doubt it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:19.425" end="1:19.793">(Doubt it)</span></span>

I can't trust nobody when this shit get cloudy

<span begin="1:23.303" end="1:26.184">When this shit get cloudy, when this shit get cloudy</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:26.290" end="1:26.744">(Shit get—)</span></span>

When this shit get cloudy

Said I changed, shit gettin' cloudy

They look down on me probably

Voices in my head speak loudly

When did this shit get cloudy? Count my money while I sit in silence

Left angel tatted on my ass

<span begin="1:40.634" end="1:43.459">Almost tatted her name but sorry, I'm just not that guy</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:43.571" end="1:43.939">(No)</span></span>

Told she gon' expose me like I'm supposed to lie

I said, "Before I expose the truth, just hope that I don't die"

Before they know the truth, like Mary, gotta see both sides

Hangin' out with some murderers, but to me they friendly guys

Feel like I'm in a cage, I'm tryna free what's in my mind

Pulled up on her in the double R, she got in, then she cried

<span begin="2:04.747" end="2:08.647">I'm always trippin' and trickin', I know it, I seen what you trying to hide, uh</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:07.878" end="2:08.208">(Bitch)</span></span>

She feel like I'm trippin', like, "****, you trippin', I think it's your pride"

I told her that I would just be like these other lil' **** if I let it slide

To focus on you or to focus on my career, it's hard to decide, yeah

You gettin' money, I doubt it

When it came to the shit, wasn't 'bout it

Turned to a lame, why you always worried 'bout me?

Watchin' all the game but you don't know 'bout it

Said you know the name and you hearin' all about me

<span begin="2:27.281" end="2:28.598">Said they love me, I doubt it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:28.689" end="2:29.151">(Doubt it)</span></span>

I can't trust nobody when this shit get cloudy

<span begin="2:32.472" end="2:35.490">When this shit get cloudy, when this shit get cloudy</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:35.592" end="2:36.014">(Shit get—)</span></span>

When this shit get cloudy

Said I changed, shit gettin' cloudy

They look down on me probably

Voices in my head speak loudly

When did this shit get cloudy? Count my money while I sit in silence

Lookin' at Uno like, "You that one"

Sippin' on tea, tryna cheat my lungs

Too much pressure in the LA Runtz

Life be a breeze when it be fun

Start havin' fun with this shit, then you done

That's my boy that ain't never had bond

Livin' through me, so I gotta keep goin'

Good IP's and palm trees, I'm the hottest under the sun

Mom called me like, "You on TV," she so proud when I'm her son

Bury me, Givenchy, it's my time, I will come

Just seen a opp on TV, he just got hit with the gun

You gettin' money, I doubt it

When it came to the shit, wasn't 'bout it

Turned to a lame, why you always worried 'bout me?

Watchin' all the game but you don't know 'bout it

Said you know the name and you hearin' all about me

<span begin="3:22.791" end="3:24.033">Said they love me, I doubt it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="3:24.124" end="3:24.422">(Doubt it)</span></span>

I can't trust nobody when this shit get cloudy

<span begin="3:27.905" end="3:30.924">When this shit get cloudy, when this shit get cloudy</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="3:31.014" end="3:31.531">(Shit get—)</span></span>

When this shit get cloudy

Said I changed, shit gettin' cloudy

They look down on me probably

Voices in my head speak loudly

When did this shit get cloudy? Count my money while I sit in silence

Truly Scandinavian

There's a fire in this ho