Scraps Lyrics - Cupcakke

Babies killing babies, people starving in Haiti 

Men nutting in women then disappear for the baby 

Promoters acting shady, a bunch of em no Brady 

Jail full of our brothers, cause fathers was way too lazy 

Real struggle been through the trenches 

You haven't lived my life 

Eat half the can good in the morning 

Then eat the other half at night 

They don't know about the fighting, they just know likes 

I'm just tryna find the light but this tunnel not too bright 

Big money with me but dont shop at Givenchy 

I do not support them stores 

Remember times I ain't have a dime 

Me and bestfriend sharing clothes 

That's just how the shit go, I don't stop I just go 

All I thought was get it either way 

Never cared if I was called a hoe that was irrelevant 

All got skeletons, feelings not delicate so just settle it 

Brought out the ghetto now tryna be elegant 

Dropped out but the streets made me intelligent 

I done seen it all so what's new? 

Been dogged out my whole life like Snoop 

Niggas love lies but they hate the truth 

I'm only at peace when I'm in the booth 

I don't trust none on my Moms, niggas life scammers and cons 

Niggas claim they gotta real bond 

Till one get locked up with a bond 

Real preach, gotta talk to em like a speech 

And let a hoe tell anything I say 

I'm at her room door it ain't sweet 

And I hate my father in the worst way 

He forgot more than my birthday 

He ain't did shit since the st day, bird nigga let him chirp away 

It's hella times we done got kicked out 

Went from the box from living in a big house 

Can't forget the days tryna make a way 

Walked in the corner store for a discount 

We was out there scrapping up quarters 

Backpack on the streets like Dora 

Don't look down on others thats shorter 

Had mo tears than we had water 

We was out there scrapping up quarters 

Backpack on the streets like Dora 

Don't look down on others thats shorter 

Had mo tears than we had water 

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What you know about not washing clothes in months? 

Or no tissue on the rod if your nose will run? 

No pot to shit in so you hold the dump 

The problems we bout to face is the goal for Trump 

It's over, I ain't talking breakup man 

Why every time I need something phone breakup man? 

Why loved ones in the ground won't wake up man? 

Cause niggas gang, gang, gang they wanna shake up hands 

That ain't bout to make you look cooler 

Yall making mo mistakes than bloopers 

Motherfuckers gotta think about they future 

These niggas perpetrators like Future 

You know me I ain't holding shit in 

Real fucked up world that we live in 

That $ for her baby milk, she done took that shit 

And done went and got a fill in 

Becomes repeatable, unbelievable 

Now she ain't got custody I hate it when people so agreeable 

Shorty cut it with the fuckery 

Dark skin or light skin, you still African-American 

Society got yall fucked up, yall out here comparing skin 

It's a fucking shame ain't shit change 

We ain't representing like we should 

Cause it still remain gotta tuck yo chain 

When you step a foot up in the hood (or get robbed) 

Make a way if you could, make sure yo fam good 

Ain't have a door to knock on when I needed help 

Just had hope knocking on wood 

Old folks intimidated by the generation 

Cause these youngins don't follow obligations 

Job application need pronounciation it was too much slang in the conversation 

Gotta get professional on the spot, that one shot is all you really got 

No Dalmatian fuck one house I'm tryna own spots 

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We was out there scrapping up quarters 

Backpack on the streets like Dora 

Don't look down on others thats shorter 

Had mo tears than we had water 

We was out there scrapping up quarters 

Backpack on the streets like Dora 

Don't look down on others thats shorter 

Had mo tears than we had water