TRU Gunz Trapper - Scott Sterling Lyrics

It gets cold on these lonely nights
Floating through these empty rooms like a poltergeist
Sitting in a corner while a hold a knife to my throat and I roll the dice
Flip a coin, when it come to my life, I hit the groin
When it come down to it, I admit my flaws
Wake up with my dick in a claw, thinking going raw in her jaw
Hop up out my bed, my psyche burning
Life dealt me a hand like Scott Sterling
Hit in the face everyday, get outta my way
I don't give a f*ck about your problems, I won't solve them
Got a mountain of my own
How will I destroy these clones?
Like Star Wars, TRU GUNZ TRAPPER fire lord
Straight dripping in that Tom Ford
Caught a body hid it in the floor boards
Off topic for a minute, yeah, oh Lord
She don't want me no more now I'm leaving
Now I'm all alone with nothing to believe in
Save me from myself
Nah, f*ck that, f*ck that
I don't really need no help
I'm locked in a cell
I bought me new Chanels
Man, what else?

The black of night fuels my soul
Nothing can stop us from getting old
When I used to smoke, dark thoughts popped in my head
First dive, existential dread
I couldn't take it anymore, bandana stick on my back like a hobo
Strangers like, "What a dusty path must he had going solo."
Some of them even envy their like, "Treyvon, you living the dream!"
I'm like, "What do you mean?"
I can barely afford to keep clean
This world so me, me, me
F*ck up these beat, beat, beats
For something to eat, eat, eat
Yeah
Spit up on this shit little fire like, "F*ck you mean?"
[Unintelligible]
My future looking so promising
This shit is truly a part of me
Part of me, please