Fort wayne Lyrics – Scrim

Read the full Fort wayne lyrics by Scrim from the album runaway along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Scrim’s music, you can also explore Deus vult and Broken boy, two other songs by Scrim.

[Intro]
B!tch, you know I’m repping that motherfu*king G, ha
(You did good, )
(It’s a smash)
(Lonely boy)

[Verse 1]
Out out my mind, I’m psyched out, done lost count of the meds I took (Northside)
Trap out the double wide, mask with the devils eyes, boy, I was raised by crooks (Northside)
Kill ’em my mandate, I don’t do handshakes, boy, I could never be shook (Northside)
Muddy ass thick drank, puffing on pink vapes, huh, but the Grey my hood, yeah (Northside)
(Fort Wayne) Young Fort Wayne
Mouth full of gold, but the skin coc*ine
I been the dog that a ho can’t tame
Northside mayor, ain’t need a campaign, yeah
(Fort Wayne) Young Fort Wayne
Fiend for the hurt, yeah, I need morе pain
Fiend for the work, routine mundanе
Type to pop me a Perc’ before I blow my brain
Skipping the motherfu*king hearse (North), straight to the dirt (North)
Let my blood water the earth (Northside)
Don’t like me? Then get me murked (North), K’s out the vert (North)
These pu*sy boys getting me irked (Northside)
Put all my sins on display (North), they DOA (North)
Drügs up in my DNA (Northside)
Dead eye, my soul is opaque (North), straight out the plague
Blackout the whip like a rage (Northside)

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, cut the lights out, yeah (Northside)
I’m going psyched out, yeah
I’m going psyched out, yeah (Northside)
Cut the lights out, yeah
I’m going psyched out, yeah (Northside)
I’m going psyched out, yeah
I’m going psyched out, yeah (Northside, Fort Wayne)

[Verse 2]
Take off in the F150 (Fort)
Speeding at about 150 (Wayne)
I was broke, barely had a buck fifty (Fort)
Got rich, now they all tryna get me (Wayne)
Rich boy, still smoking on middy (Fort)
Rich boy, throw the Ds on her titty (Wayne)
High as fu*k, hair long like a hippie (Fort)
Shia LaBeouf way I run through my city (Fort Wayne)
I done came a long way from the ‘jects (Fort Wayne)
My ho tryna flex on a PJ, I could give a fu*k ’bout posting this jet (Fort Wayne)
I’ma crash out, life been wrecked (Fort Wayne)
Hop out the Raptor or the t-rex (Fort Wayne)
Fu*k up the money, I don’t really need s*x (Fort Wayne)
Sleep for the dead, I don’t really need rest (Fort Wayne)
Paul Pierce with the dope, ten years in a row
I been losing more friends than money (Northside)
Cup got clean, but the love got muddy
Everybody fu*king want something from me (Northside)
Gun to my jaw, crying out to the Lord
They gon’ find me in a back room bloody (Northside)
Suicidal dreams, nightmares of a fiend
I got problems that they cannot study (Northside)

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, cut the lights out, yeah (Northside)
I’m going psyched out, yeah
I’m going psyched out, yeah (Northside)
Cut the lights out, yeah
I’m going psyched out, yeah (Northside)
I’m going psyched out, yeah
I’m going psyched out, yeah (Northside, Fort Wayne)

[Outro]
Break the law, fu*k the law
High as fu*k, high as fu*k
Break the law, fu*k the law
High as fu*k, high as fu*k
Break the law, fu*k the law
High as fu*k, high as fu*k
Break the law, fu*k the law
High as fu*k, high as fu*k