Emotionally Scarred - Lil Baby (lyrics) A love letter came through the mail, it said, \u0022I miss you\u0022 I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue, try to forget you I ain\u0027t got nothing against you, we human, we all got issues But I\u0027m tired of being tired of being tired That part of me done died I see it, then I don\u0027t, act like I\u0027m blind I\u0027m confident it won\u0027t be one of mine I know emotions come with lies So I tell the truth all the time Ain\u0027t got no sympathy for no bitch I admit that I\u0027m rich and I\u0027m lit Jumpin\u0027 up on stages, I get two hundred an occasion Bro had really fucked the game up, we made niggas shut they trap down They see how I made it, I\u0027m the reason they won\u0027t rap now See me out in traffic, make a hater pull his hat down The biggest OG\u0027s salute me, a stylist can\u0027t even style me The robbers probably wanna get me, I\u0027m hoppin\u0027 out Lamborghinis The youngins turn in my city, they try me, I get it cracking Some of this still would happen if I never had started rapping My people them steady trapping, and they still be getting active I tell \u0027em to chill, I\u0027m tryna run up these M\u0027s Paid cash, and then he post the crib (nah) I can\u0027t show nobody where my mama live, that\u0027s how I \u0027posed to feel My niece just asked me were my diamonds real, I said, \u0022Of course\u0022 I just played the hand that I was dealt, didn\u0027t have to force All around the world they know it\u0027s me, they hear my voice And I done it all in a pair of Diors, yeah Young age, learned how to get paid (we gon\u0027 get the money) Big stage, long way from section 8 (ballin\u0027 other countries) Big wave, he gon\u0027 have to get saved (big old wave) Ridin\u0027 in the foreign, chiefin\u0027 on the forest I know I wasn\u0027t there for you, at least I said I\u0027m sorry You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless I\u0027m emotionally scarred, that ain\u0027t even your fault But don\u0027t listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt All this revenue coming in, I\u0027ll probably never spend I just bought my BM a Benz, now that\u0027s another Benz I just cut off all of my friends and brought my brothers in I don\u0027t see nobody but me, who I\u0027m gon\u0027 lose to? I can\u0027t move around without tools, these niggas loose screws I can see me taking the lead over the new school They remember me from selling weed at my old school Only hit it once and now it\u0027s old news Blew up, who the fuck would knew? Paint my Trackhawk Nipsey Blue If I get one, you get one too, I really move how bosses move I never call myself a G.O.A.T., I leave that love to the people Everybody can\u0027t go to the top, I had to leave some people I\u0027ma be forever scheming, woke up, I thought I was dreaming Watched my lil\u0027 boy play with toys, I just dropped a tear of joy Some shit that I feel for I been going crazy with that scoring, call me Baby Harden They say I\u0027ll be great, I guess I\u0027m waiting for it Young age, learned how to get paid (we gon\u0027 get the money) Big stage, long way from section 8 (ballin\u0027 other countries) Big wave, he gon\u0027 have to get saved (big old wave) Ridin\u0027 in the foreign, chiefin\u0027 on the forest I know I wasn\u0027t there for you, at least I said I\u0027m sorry You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless I\u0027m emotionally scarred, that ain\u0027t even your fault But don\u0027t listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt Young age, learned how to get paid (we gon\u0027 get the money) Big stage, long way from section 8 (ballin\u0027 other countries) Big wave, he gon\u0027 have to get saved (big old wave) Ridin\u0027 in the foreign, chiefin\u0027 on the forest I know I wasn\u0027t there for you, at least I said I\u0027m sorry You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless I\u0027m emotionally scarred, that ain\u0027t even your fault But don\u0027t listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt