Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

(You did good, $lick)
(It's a Smash)
(Lonely boy)
I got murder all on my mind, drugs up in my body
Cash all in my pocket, family bank on me like Friday
Ring up on her finger, things you do for love
But when the parties over and the smiles fade, I'm staring down my gun, yeah
Who gon' tell him? Yeah
Who gon' tell him? Yeah
Who gon' tell him? Yeah
Who gon' tell him that the game rigged?
Tryna get so fucking high, don't know what pain is
You would think that living broken-hearted, what I'm trained in
Smoke so much you would think my lungs is what I'm training
They tell me that Jesus walked on water, but could he walk on eggshells?
Never saw God in the church, but I saw him off a X pill
As a kid, tried to kill myself, could never hold back the exhale
Now mixing fent' with the Xans was the last time that I slept well, yeah
Rooms tend to get more crowded the more that I'm making money
Just give some time, they will reveal they do not love me
Taking them subs and hoping that they do not judge me
How can God love me when I heard he don't like ugly?
If time heals, then I better live to see five hunnid
Been telling me pray, but I rather take my meds and up it
Camoed out in the woods, but it's me that's feeling hunted
I already knew you would hurt me, baby, that's why I keep numbing
Like a thief, I found God on a cross
I can see the hate in my brother's eyes every time we talk
Why not him? Why me? I would've took my loss
Fuck it, take the house, take the money, take the cars, yeah
Take the stress, take the hurt, take it all
If he was dying, blow my head, take my heart, yeah
Play my part, pop a narc, fade to dark
Devil paid, God saved, what a thought
This for the ones that feel worthless, yeah
This for the ones don't feel worth it, yeah
This for the ones that ain't considered
It's gonna be okay, let go of the trigger
This one for the sinners, yeah
This one for the sinners, yeah
This one for the sinners, yeah
This one for the sinners, yeah
This one for the sinners
This one for the sinners
This one for the sinners
This one for the sinners
Hey, dude, happy birthday
I know you're getting old
Written by: Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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