(Intro)
Yeah
Scott Brooks nigga

'wanna make it out the trenches
It ain't safe at all
Rappers acting like they been
Around the hood before
Niggas thought they was yo homies
Crossin over y'all, Walking around like
KYRIE IRVING man I seen it all

They tried to block me not to shoot
My shot I posterized em
These niggas switchin up for Money
But I keep it hunnid
These bitches thinking that I'm bronny
But I'm the father
Scott at your service I can serve
And I can Murda y'all
Gon get you callin "Our father can you hear us all"

I am the preacher holy water
Cummin thru her facе,it's gettin
Deeper now
Thesе niggas wanna take my place
He say he gang but he actin
Like a real bitch
Gotta keep my distance now these
Type of nigga might snitch
I'm steady wrappin up these niggas
Imma send em up
You never made on my hit list nigga
Relax
You proly' thinkin I'm real sick well
That's a fact,I feast on niggazz
Backbone can't get a sec

(Outro)
To terminate all you mothafuckers might just be back,Scott Brooks