Cicatrices Lyrics – Tron Page
Singer: Tron Page
Title: Cicatrices
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One of those cruising down the Westside Highway on a late night sh#t
Yeah
I’m like a fortune teller, I know what the future holds
Like house keepers, We know you to fold
Straight from high school right to the pros
Know how to work a stove
Gotta get it by any means thats what i was told
Learned that from my bros
Learned you can’t trust no n*gga or none of these hoes
Learned if you cook it right the fiends a come for mo’
Gotta stay on my toes
Gotta appreciate my highs as well as my lows
Facing the fact a hater can be right under my nose
Soon as i turn my back BLOAW he wanna unload
Put me in the darkest places I’m still gone glow
Eventually the truth always gets exposed
A n*gga energy will tell you what you need to know
Actions speak louder than words that’s a true quote
Share a slice with ya folk when you getting a loaf
Those same people will get the toast if someone do the most
A picture worth a thousand words, watch what you post
Watch how you pose, cops wanna choke
Harass when they approach
The path you choose now is not the one you chose
Give me my roses while i am here
Don’t wait ’til I’m gone ( No, No, No)
I am a King
I can’t relate to you pawns
Life is like Chess
Make your next move your best move
Yeah
Ain’t no trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
Ain’t no trophies for that (Nah, Nah)
Ain’t no trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
Ain’t no trophies for that
Became one with myself and see the power my mind hold
Bury me, dig me up years later.. You’ll find Gold
As time goes my rhyme flows
Keep intriguing
My main goal have my dough keep increasing
She fiending, slide through look how aroused she get
Want me to come quick to pick her up on some Bounty sh#t
Mix the soda, powder nah this ain’t brownie mix
This here a be the sh#t Robert Downey sniffed
Rappers wanna battle they’ll be D.O.A
N*ggas wanna do it lets do it give me a day
Mask on you can’t see my face
Practicing social distance hit’em from six feet away
Or let my shooter to the job he essential
Plug give it to me off the arm that’s credentials
Pops told me if its meant to be dont force it
Thought ya’ll was in the game what happen why yall forfeit?
Closet like a Foot Action I’m talkin’ all kicks
Stash like Giannis from three I’m talkin’ all bricks
She bad I’m shooting my shot on some playing ball sh#t
No matter the circumstances never call quits
And the beat goes on………
Gotta listen for The Whispers it be hate in it
Gotta watch ya back the snacks a put a stake in it
Every dap ain’t real love it be fake in it (AH)
I’m just happy I’m more patient
Give the most high more gratitude more graces
& the flow is just wild dangerous
I been the sh#t like foul language
In a coupe bumping Miles Davis
Point getting money you can’t save it
Lot of ammo, Lot of guns and fatigue sh#t
N*gga this my season (AH)
Give me my roses while i am here
Don’t wait ’til im gone ( No, No, No)
I am a King
I can’t relate to you pawns
Life is like Chess
Make your next move your best move
Yeah
Ain’t no trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
Ain’t no trophies for that (Nah, Nah)
Ain’t no trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
No trophies for a real one just scars
Ain’t no trophies for that
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