The Scene Songtext

Scratched off, left baby girl asleep in the loft
She woke up, text messages of broken hearts
She sad behind the love affair I had with the cash
Though I'm sure if I was broke I would've never met her ass
Victim of circumstance, prisoner of my own success
[?] I'm so reluctant to invest
[?] in due time she'll reveal herself I guess
I move with cautionary steps
Progress my only concern
I'm a student of the game with so much to learn
I didn't speak til it was my turn
Rolled up that jet lag for that slow burn
Killed the shit
Cremated and stored it in the urn
[?] like I'm Big Worm
Stand behind principles
Think it's not but love gon' get you too

If you wasn't affiliated you might've died
We bang behind dollar signs on this side In the studio whippin' that work, got my wrist tired
World class marijuana keep my mind fried
Smoking on that good, chase it with a bad vibes
Smoking on that good, chase it with a bad times
Smoking on that good, even though we bad guys
Running blind through a field of land mines