Lyrics Young Scooter

Young Scooter

True Story

We made it through the struggle

When you're down bad

My mama good, my lil brother good

I take care my whole hood

Lil Mexico City to Edgewood nigga

You know my motherfucking life story

I don't rap lies

Young Scooter!

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

With no bond money, you left your mama sad

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

Jugg a whole million dollars like you ain't got a stash

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

All your friends disappear, nigga this real rap

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

You got to do some time, your girl gon' turn her back

I helped Scoop make a mill and he went dead broke

That shit hurt me to my heart but that's my nigga though

I probably owe him like a hundred bands to this day

All the dope me and Pimp fucked up and didn't pay

Ain't pay [?] for that dummy, I ain't have a dime

Finesse for 19 5, turned my life around

He was up and I was down, he told me go'n shine

Real OG, I salute him, he respect my grind

I was down bad, had no cash

[?] was broke, Future was broke, waking up mad

I'm in jail, they caught me with everything I had

Grandma came through in the clutch, got out and bounced back

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

With no bond money, you left your mama sad

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

Jugg a whole million dollars like you ain't got a stash

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

All your friends disappear, nigga this real rap

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

You got to do some time, your girl gon' turn her back

[?] turned me on to Keisha, took me to them people

Fell out and got it right and now we all eating

This a new life, look at all this ice

Before Diddy did his time we was living life

I jugged like 300 racks and that is real talk

Two million dollars worth of clothes, a condo for a closet

All my niggas locked up and they all out of state

Four four [?] jugging, on a paper chase

Free Lil Nook, my nigga down bad

Free Pep, Ralo, Corey, I miss my niggas, damn

Squeaky down bad, Tre came home

[?] gave a life sentence back, he coming home

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

With no bond money, you left your mama sad

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

Jugg a whole million dollars like you ain't got a stash

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

All your friends disappear, nigga this real rap

When you're down bad, when you're down bad

You got to do some time, your girl gon' turn her back