Face Full Of Scars

[Produced by LUCAS QUINN]

[Intro]
Shout out to Essou. I love you, girl. (Real shit)

[Chorus]
Uh, face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks
Uh, face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks

[Verse]
I don’t dilly dally, what’s the tally, silly?
I got these bitches on records, that’s why had to get me
Unlike Epstein, I’ll kill myself casually
Go viral with the death like Macafee
I mutter to you bitches like Muttley, Dick Dastardly
And once you got crushed, hoe, all your homiеs had to see
More good karma always next to me to carry mе
But you could see I’m walking down the block lackadaisically
I talk a lot shit, but once you see it, there’s your faith in me
The been game set up for the sickest to wait patiently
We God’s image, hard times, it ain’t plain to see
The Lord in the mirror said, “B, what you gon’ make of Me?”
Yeah, be what you gon’ make of Me
We living in the flesh, digested by agencies
People hate to see you with the bread and the creamery
That’s why they shot that nigga, Dolph dead in the bakery

[Chorus]
Uh, Face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks
Uh, face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks

[Verse 2]
Motherfuck all the envy and the fakery
We all crematin’, why y’all so quick to bury me?
Spinning ‘round a hot ball of gas in the galaxy
And what you doing now won’t even matter in a century
Lit and so high while I flirt with AI
And in my bedroom, uh, I’m seeing space guys
Is that bad news, ‘cause Elon on Mars
I gave y’all protein, y’all wanted candy bars
I hopped on projects gave ‘em all good results
And my process don’t involve perks at all
But still, you get the perks when a nigga drop
Cardi, TZB, Hot Shit at the top, uh
Cartesian shit, I’m a skeptic, bitch
Are you niggas real, does your life exist?
Either way, I’m in this game still tryna rich
I’m so deep in this mess ‘til a nigga wanna ditch it

[Interlude]
Uh
Yeah, nigga
This that I-95 shit, at like goddamn 2AM or somethin’, I don’t know

[Chorus]
Uh, Face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks
Uh, face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks

[Verse 3]
Now who’s dripped?
I’m writing with a shark’s toothpick in my grip
Ain’t really got the heart to do shit, but here it is
I really had dark Christmases, it’s The Grinch
You niggas set apart from greatness, but this a gift
Home invasion, The Strangers’ faceless
They telling me to burn the sage up in my crib
Shadows in my room, but I ain’t Juice bitch
I’ll be a legend soon, but I ain’t Will Smith, iRobot, this
I bust and kept fucking, but she knew I wasn’t slick
Your lady only human, how she turn you to a simp?
I’m like Mr. Burns, tryna burn through the riches
Cooking in the lab, yeah, they know I been a chemist
Sixteen tracks, but a nigga never finished
The flow’s so heavy, on the pads like Skrillex
It’s Red Rum, got liqs for all you bitches, yeah

[Chorus]
Uh, Face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks
Uh, face full of scars
Like a universe full of stars
It really match the pain in my heart
It really match a flame when it sparks