Intro] Uh, you wanna [?] spend a hunnid bands, uh (Mhm, ha-ha, Haze!) I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh (Oh, HicksMadeThat!) [Chorus] Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills Trapped in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled Jail letters, the feds picking on my dawgs, for real Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them guns of steel Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed Verse] Broken heart and preacher reading out that eulogy Crying' at the view and skipping classes, fucking teachers Streets the only thing that true to me Play a savage, catch him lackin', hit him, that's what he would do to me Niggas acting like they really with you, that's what be confusing me I ain't have no bread first I was diving head first Sleepin' in 'em trenches, wakin' up to hearing lead burst Creepin', get to blicking, no I hit 'em when his head jerk I ain't love a vicious, tryna figure if her head work Brought up depression, drown my sorrows in these milligrams Prayin' we get him, it's a miracle this trigger jam Now I lost my nigga so we spin 'em like a ceiling fan Sippin' on this liquor, tryna figure out this bigger plan Amiri fit, my denim, I got racks in my pants And Twizzy get to shooting, you clapped like some hands My brothers heartless, they may purge and out the back of them vans He don't care, he fully locked in, because Zack was his mans [Chorus] Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills Trapped in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled Jail letters, the feds picking on my dawgs, for real Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them guns of steel Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed
Couple corrections, all of them are signaled by ( ). edit n i'll delete Intro] Uh, you wanna [?] spend a hunnid bands, uh (Mhm, ha-ha, Haze!) I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh (Oh, HicksMadeThat!) [Chorus] Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal(s) I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills (Trappin) in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled Jail letters, the feds picking (up my thugs), for real Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them (gloves) of steel Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed Verse] Broken heart and preacher reading out that eulogy Crying' at the viewing, skipping classes, (fuck a teacher) Streets the only thing that (tutor me) Play a savage, catch him lackin', hit him, that's what he would do to me Niggas acting like they really with you, that's what be confusing me I ain't have no bread first I was diving head first Sleepin' in 'em trenches, wakin' up to hearing lead burst Creepin', get to blicking, no I hit 'em when his head jerk I ain't love (wit bitches), tryna figure if her head work (Bottle) up depression, drown my sorrows in these milligrams Prayin' we get him, it's a miracle this trigger jam Now I lost my nigga so we (spinning) like a ceiling fan Sippin' on this liquor, tryna figure out this bigger plan Amiri fit, my denim, I got racks in my pants And Twizzy get to shooting, you (get) clapped like some hands My brothers heartless, (they been purgin out) the back of (the) vans He don't care, he fully locked in, because Zack was his mans [Chorus] Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal(s) I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills Trapp(in) in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled Jail letters, the feds picking (up my thugs), for real Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them (gloves) of steel Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed
"broken hearted preacher readin off that eulogy"💔 LLN🕊 LLD🕊
why does bro have 3x more unreleased songs than released songs lmfao
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polo g signs his competition and doesnt let them drop
@@chrisd1012 polo dont drop either
@@chrisd1012scorey wasn’t rappin like this until after he got signed
That’s always how it is
NO FUCKING WAY I BEEN WAITING OVER A YEAR FOR THIS
Scoreys gonna run outa music if all his heat keep gettin released
Fr
Nooooo wayyyyyy 😭😭😭😭😭
Bro this was my favourite snippet. Been waiting for this for over a year
Theyll know soon … Legendary
This was worth the wait
I’ve been waiting forever for this one 🔥🔥🔥
Bro for real
Steady battling wit ma demons n ma plug fa deals 😩
Intro]
Uh, you wanna [?] spend a hunnid bands, uh
(Mhm, ha-ha, Haze!)
I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh
I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh
(Oh, HicksMadeThat!)
[Chorus]
Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal
Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal
I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills
Trapped in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled
Jail letters, the feds picking on my dawgs, for real
Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them guns of steel
Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills
Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed
Verse]
Broken heart and preacher reading out that eulogy
Crying' at the view and skipping classes, fucking teachers
Streets the only thing that true to me
Play a savage, catch him lackin', hit him, that's what he would do to me
Niggas acting like they really with you, that's what be confusing me
I ain't have no bread first
I was diving head first
Sleepin' in 'em trenches, wakin' up to hearing lead burst
Creepin', get to blicking, no I hit 'em when his head jerk
I ain't love a vicious, tryna figure if her head work
Brought up depression, drown my sorrows in these milligrams
Prayin' we get him, it's a miracle this trigger jam
Now I lost my nigga so we spin 'em like a ceiling fan
Sippin' on this liquor, tryna figure out this bigger plan
Amiri fit, my denim, I got racks in my pants
And Twizzy get to shooting, you clapped like some hands
My brothers heartless, they may purge and out the back of them vans
He don't care, he fully locked in, because Zack was his mans
[Chorus]
Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal
Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal
I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills
Trapped in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled
Jail letters, the feds picking on my dawgs, for real
Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them guns of steel
Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills
Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed
Couple corrections, all of them are signaled by ( ). edit n i'll delete
Intro]
Uh, you wanna [?] spend a hunnid bands, uh
(Mhm, ha-ha, Haze!)
I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh
I wanna, mhm-mhm, uh-uh-uh
(Oh, HicksMadeThat!)
[Chorus]
Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal
Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal(s)
I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills
(Trappin) in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled
Jail letters, the feds picking (up my thugs), for real
Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them (gloves) of steel
Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills
Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed
Verse]
Broken heart and preacher reading out that eulogy
Crying' at the viewing, skipping classes, (fuck a teacher)
Streets the only thing that (tutor me)
Play a savage, catch him lackin', hit him, that's what he would do to me
Niggas acting like they really with you, that's what be confusing me
I ain't have no bread first
I was diving head first
Sleepin' in 'em trenches, wakin' up to hearing lead burst
Creepin', get to blicking, no I hit 'em when his head jerk
I ain't love (wit bitches), tryna figure if her head work
(Bottle) up depression, drown my sorrows in these milligrams
Prayin' we get him, it's a miracle this trigger jam
Now I lost my nigga so we (spinning) like a ceiling fan
Sippin' on this liquor, tryna figure out this bigger plan
Amiri fit, my denim, I got racks in my pants
And Twizzy get to shooting, you (get) clapped like some hands
My brothers heartless, (they been purgin out) the back of (the) vans
He don't care, he fully locked in, because Zack was his mans
[Chorus]
Give me the finish wit' the .30, I need drugs to heal
Steady battling with my demons and my plug for deal(s)
I came from schemin' wit' my niggas in the slums for mills
Trapp(in) in the buildin', dead niggas, when my lungs was filled
Jail letters, the feds picking (up my thugs), for real
Black hoodies and rentals, grippin' on them (gloves) of steel
Codeine dreamin', percs poisonin' my blood with pills
Them tears hit the dirt, just thinkin' 'bout my loved ones killed
If he drops dis 🔥🔥
Waited for this one so long 😭
This gave me chills ong scorey underrated 🔥 🔥 🔥
Y r all the best Scorey songs unreleased😔😔
I love these but I think it kinda destroys their career to have all this heat leaked :/
We still need that Target 🎯 by Scorey
I only listen to scorey and polo g tbh. Scorey is so good and a young guy
Scorey maaan i feel you you nailed this one
Scorey gotta be next up
so hard 🖤
Worth the wait
This one hit
This finna go viral when it dropped “Amiri from my denim I got racks in my pants” shit gunna be all over tiktok
Who tf produced this it’s fire fr
Beeen waiting for this one bro
my god bro
FINALLY
🐐🐐🐐
Holy
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Speed custom 0.9 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥
Og
What beat is this
Bro you gotta stop leaking shit bro but fire shit tho
He blacked