These Scars Lyrics


Lyrics to 'These Scars' by Meek Mill:

–Verse 1: Meek Mill–
When I was on ‘gram entertaining all the rap beefs
We was on the hood goin’ to war on the backstreets
Bulletproof Caddy like who said they gon’ get at me
Pull up in your hood, niggas running like a tri-[??]
No more Rollies, I’m just buying more properties
Young niggas watching me, give ’em that game properly
Past go twice, skip jail, build a Monopoly
Don’t let ’em trick you outta your spot
Nigga you gotta be retard or you could treat me out this new Gallardo
Since I been gettin’ it, ain’t miss a season from ricardo
[??] when they see me , know me at Wells Fargo
Still rappin’ like it’s no tomorrow
So I don’t have to stand , let me borrow
And let you in my circle, but that’s coming with a cost tho
You don’t work, you gon’ starve yo
Dime in the crib, tip-toeing on the marble
Rockin’ all this ice, I’m just tryna hide my scars tho
Somethin’ bout that Wraith and them lights, how they stars glow
Give me motivation, out in Miami, know the Haitians
All the hitters got the bitches [??] MMG
I’ll let you know on [??] how they gon’ remember me
Young niggas

–Chorus: Guordan Banks–
The land they gave us was always ours
Don’t close the door, you owe us more (Uhh)
I know that it’s hard to face reality (Mmm)
And when they changed, they were all surprised but me
And we buy wraiths to hide behind these stars (Yeah)
And we rock all this ice just to hide these scars
If you never seen a dream, fade away behind all these bars
And only god can touch a soul behind all these bars (Ohh)

–Verse 2: Future–
Patek on, iced out, yaya (Yaya)
Hundred rounds (Brr), Stand live like (Brr)
Tryna get purple lean, fuck my Skoida
Ridin’ in them Wraiths like a shotta (Skrrt SKrrt)
Skipped out of school, whipped a deuce to a four
Chanel on my hoes, I got marble on my floor
Ten year deal just to wear the [??]
I secure the bag first round, that’s ofcourse
Conquer in the way inside, that’s a Porsche
Came from the gutter, nigga , trapping is a sport
Young nigga don straight in the court
That’s that actavis, pop the shit up like a coke
They running out of info, making rumours, what’s your source?
Friends turned to foes, niggas leavin me no choice
Hoes gettin exposed make a nigga cut them short
Hit a few licks before I made it out the church

–Chorus: Guordan Banks–
The land they gave us was always ours
Don’t close the door, you owe us more (Uhh)
I know that it’s hard to face reality (Mmm)
And when they changed, they were all surprised but me
And we buy wraiths to hide behind these stars (Yeah)
And we rock all this ice just to hide these scars
If you never seen a dream, fade away behind all these bars
And only god can touch a soul behind all these bars (Ohh)

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