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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivan B
Songwriter
Christopher Harold Blanchard
Songwriter
tunnA Beatz
Songwriter
Lyrics
Never felt so lonely
Never thought that it would go that far
That the darkest side would own me
Pulling me away from my own heart
Please don't touch my scars
Promise you won't touch my scars
Cause the beast behind those bars
Might just tear us both apart
Back again
Back again like I never left
Letting go may be the best
Cause many things ain't worth the stress
Cutting gems when it hits the desk
Solo wolf still on the quest
Doing more, overthinking less
Raise the bar like it's just a rep
Corvette lanes let me switch up
Ten toes down but we been up
When them days feel low and you just can't go
Don't look down can't give up
Got to the top, been lonely
All my homies turn to IOUs, you owe me
Stayed off social media
Still surrounded by phonies
Hopped in the scene like, red flags
Telling you green light, run fast
Ain't what they seem like
My past, filling up these nights
So I count these stars and I know I'm blessed
Did I lose my way, have I been a mess
Therapist asking me what's next
I don't know, I mean I guess I
Never felt so lonely
Never thought that it would go that far
That the darkest side would own me
Pulling me away from my own heart
Please don't touch my scars
Promise you won't touch my scars
Cause the beast behind those bars
Might just tear us both apart
Try to cleanse all of these, my scars
Through these raps I spit, my bars
Better step away from me, my cars
Cause I'm cruising fast, no laws
Cause it's proverbial, metaphorical
Diabolic, astronomical, even comical
How haters pop up outta nowhere gas me up, Conoco
They're like he's so lucky
He ain't ever work a day in his life
Man, ain't a day that I ain't work
So you know that I'm living all right
Cause I picked the wrong profession
Then I learned my lesson
Tweeters and deleters
Maybe they're a blessing
Cause they only feed the fire within
And I'm not giving in for as long as I'm breathing
Like IOU, you ain't shit P-U
And there ain't shit, you could say or do
Cause I'm bulletproof, like 50 cent
Give 100, spent, here to Timbuktu
None of ya'll know what I gave for hits
Six figures, my social life, my sanity, and a pot to piss
Could never say I don't fucking bleed for this
Never felt so lonely
Never thought that it would go that far
That the darkest side would own me
Pulling me away from my own heart
Please don't touch my scars
Promise you won't touch my scars
Cause the beast behind those bars
Might just tear us both apart
Writer(s): Christopher Harold Blanchard, Ivan B, Tunna Beatz
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