Date 2020-06-21
Category Lyrics, Music Video, New Music
J.I. The Prince Of N.Y and Lil Tjay have consistently been dropping new music over the last couple of years and they are proof that New York has some solid artists coming down the pipeline. Recently, the two decided to link up for a brand new track called “Hood Scars 2” which features the sort of emotional honesty you would expect from both artists.
The track has a piano-ballad-like feel that features both artists speaking from the heart and delivering a realistic account of their experiences. Both of these artists continue to shine in their own respects and this is only magnified thanks to their collaboration.
J.I. – Hood Scars 2 (ft. Lil Tjay) (prod. Almighty Nate)
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[Intro]
Almighty Nate
[Chorus: J.I]
I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y’all was talkin’, but I heard what y’all said
Got all these tears I done formed, but they ain’t never shed
[Verse 1: J.I]
They said they went through hell and back, when we was livin’ there
Tryna last a day inside my shoes when I got different pairs
I can’t believe this little bitch thought she was slick
I got the spits and then I dipped, I had to show her that I didn’t care
I pay attention all the time, you got no choice but to respect it
I can’t let them take my life, that’s why we walkin’ ’round with weapons
I can’t get you off my mind, it’s to the point where I be stressin’
I got played so many times, it was all I expected, nah, nah
Niggas televised my pain when I needed help
I always thought I needed you, but bitch, I need myself
Who am I to believe a bitch when I don’t believe myself?
And I refuse to please a bitch when I can please myself
I had my back against the ropes, I had to protect myself
The hopes I had were way too high, I used to upset myself
I gave you way too many chances, I had to check myself
How do you expect me to respect you and you don’t respect yourself?
You had no reason to do what you did, but you still did it, nigga
They ain’t think I’d make it out the hood until I did it, nigga
This for all them days when I woke up and wished I didn’t, nigga
And where I’m from, we put in pain before we feel it, nigga
[Chorus: J.I]
I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y’all was talkin’, but I heard what y’all said
I feel no type of way, just take these bullets to the head
[Verse 2: J.I]
I had what you need, I had what you want
You was in these streets, doing niggas wrong
Now you on my meat, singing all my songs
Now you wanna speak, blowing up my phone
I had what you need, I had what you want
You was in these streets, doing niggas wrong
You was with your friends, listening to all my songs
Now you wanna speak, you be blowing up my phone
[Chorus: J.I, Lil TJay]
I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y’all was talkin’, but I heard what y’all said (What y’all said)
I feel no type of way, just take these bullets to the head (Grrt, gat)
[Verse 3: Lil Tjay]
Couple soldiers locked down – asking free the guys
Petty shit we overlooked and got us penalised
I still talk to Minnie everyday, he got like three to five
All this shit been puncturing my heart but I won’t ever cry
Brand new money coming in, I just put that shit aside
Damn I think this shit I did was easy but it took it’s time
Now I’m on my grind – overwhelmed and I’ve been contemplating time
Fuck a line, I be skipping shit – this talent is hard to find
Tell ’em I, swear of God that I will never tell them lie
I was dead, nigga who? what? Fuck it guess I’m blind
How you real? Plus you scary? Plus you guilty of that crime?
I guess that I’m in a different mind, shit be hard to find
Cause I’m different, ain’t too many like me
All a sudden bitches trynna write me
Now these bitches come around tryna site see
I just want the Mazi, she hit me up like, “I see”
And I know that she dont like me – she just want to brag
I caught and countered that, I left that bitch on read
Shorty got potential, but she skeet off like a slag
She said I’m her teddy bear, I treat her like I’m Ted
Raf take Gucci cake, stripping and get back
Outfit go retarted, I get checks like special Ed
Youngins in my city going dumb they showing slack
I’m just trynna show ’em it’s a better way instead
[Chorus]
I gave my dawg a couple hundred, told him hold his head
He locked up, so I pray for him before I go to bed
My back was turned when y’all was talkin’, but I heard what y’all said
I feel no type of way, just take these bullets to the head