Scarface Marc - Shelly Son

I read your letters everyday
It’s like that’s the only way I can talk to you
I miss you like shit Ma
I lost her and my heart stopped working
I need a surgeon
I’m popping perkys, dis shit ain’t working
I swear it’s hurting
My soul burning
I’m tossing & turning I can’t sleep
And you told me ... over n over
(Son listen...)
No more pain it’s over
Pick your head up baby boy, momma raised a Soulja
Remember everything I said gotta hold your composure
They gonna try and get over
I wanna mask up and kill since you died in October
& You can love someone but you can’t trust no one ...
No you can’t come back from
What’s done gone be done
Holidays the worst days
They come to a funeral, won’t show up to birthdays
(They show love in the worst ways)
I swear she told me ...
How it would happen
Like a movie scene a whole lot of acting
Surrounded by fake love, fake kisses & fake hugs
They see me and point the finger, like Shelly son he a thug
But look ... the way my mother raised me
She told me ...
You don’t never care what another person think about you
As long as you know who you are & you stand for sum

Written by:
Damarcus Newman

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