YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Young Thug and Quando Rondo - Permanent Scar

Whoa Kenny

Climb to the top of the mountain like a lion
I'm tryna see what the business
Came from the block and right now it's that time
I made it out of the trenches
Never look back, I ain't pressing rewind
Thank God for the way that I'm living
I never slipped off my pivot
And I can tell you how I did it

I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar
I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars (yeah)
I left the game with permanent scars

Yeah, yeah
Money calling everybody 'round me, way in Abu Dhabi eating fish eyes
Taking dimes at a seven star hotel, at the top the penthouse
Wine and dine on a big roof, we got monkey like a chimpanzee
The dogs with me, yeah Kenzu
I was fuckin' gettin' sucked up by a three nothin' that's been two
They was all tease, nothin' they wouldn't do
For me, know the whole crew
'Cause they know we all players, no sues
YSL the slime, we not Saint Laurent
They don't respect your mind when you born blood
Rented a Benzo, with a Maybach on the pillows
I put Balenciaga on my boxers, hands on the trigger

I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar
I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars

Got a gangster bitch and she so one hunnid
She don't even speak English
You ain't talkin' 'bout money, you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
We don't speak the same language
See my bank account got a large amount, two bad bitches in the Bentley truck
We don't do no cappin', my whole team havin'
I done figured out that's why they envy us
I'm in a Sprinter van, you on a city bus
And when we tote .380's, we glizzied up
No matter where I'm at, I'm throwing sixties up
We can't do no track 'cause you ain't real enough
LA first class, we finna live it up
On the way to the bag, I ain't givin' up
For a couple racks you gon' give it up, yeah, hey
Hi-Tech with the Wockhardt, livin' life like a rockstar

I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar
I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars

Pray for Reeboks and Versace
I upgraded from Huraches
You set the bar and I top it
They can't knock it, they know we the hottest
I collected way too many bodies
I think Thug gave me too many thousands
I pull up in that Benz with the high lens
I get lost in my house, you can't find me
I'ma fuck her so good, now she can't find no other
I done mastered this shit, I come straight from the gutter
I done mastered this shit so I'm used to shit
For a verse I got ten, gave it straight to my brother
Did a verse for a ten, gave it straight to my brother, yeah
I'ma say it like that, know you heard me, yeah

I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
I came in with a cold heart, and I left as a popstar
I came in with the dopeboys, I came in with the rockstars
From the beginning I played my part, I left the game with permanent scars

Written by:
Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Tyquian Terrel Bowman, Jeffery Lamar Williams

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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