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Kevin Gates

Scars

 

Scars

(Album: Khaza - 2022)


Get up on my level, get up on my level
Get up on my level, get up on my level

Free my dawg out the slammer
Love my children and they mamas (Hold on, that won't be long)
Stay clutching my hammer
Say they killers and I'm one of them
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
I put myself out of reach
Got tired of peeling off the leeches
You could cover all these scars up in diamonds but it's still gon' hurt
Say you love me, well, show me that shit for real (Show me it for real)
Can't play with love 'cause that type of shit get you killed (Get you killed)
You can cover all your scars up in diamonds but it's still gon' hurt (Still gon' hurt, ooh-ooh, ooh)

Beefing with my chick while I'm in jail (I'm in jail)
Try not to click out 'bout restriction, can't make bail
Mazzi gone but all is well, I ain't called in minute, ain't bulged in a minute
Can't wait to see them stars in the ceiling, free all of my hitters
Reaching this chain, I'm whacking your people, I'm with all that
Sorry for who you is, I ain't hesitate to fall back (Fall back)
Mm, finally back to myself again
I ain't lending no help again
Only chasing paper, the women come when you get them wins
Focusing on my health again, reinventing myself again
Maintaining my element, sixty-three that AMG, I vroom
Leaving 'em in the wind, heard they sleeping on me
I'm cool, they ain't on my level then (Get up on my level)

Slowly pacing, going places
Imitators hate me 'cause I know they faking (Get up on my level)
Sitting up at the top, this spot was open, vacant
One foot in the game, my soul is not for taking, no, no

Free my dawg out the slammer
Love my children and they mamas (Hold on, that won't be long)
Stay clutching my hammer
Say they killers and I'm one of them
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
I put myself out of reach
Got tired of peeling off the leeches
You could cover all these scars up in diamonds but it's still gon' hurt (Ooh, ooh)
Say you love me, well, show me that shit for real (Show me it for real)
Can't play with love 'cause that type of shit get you killed (Get you killed)
You can cover all your scars up in diamonds but it's still gon' hurt (Still gon' hurt, ooh-ooh, ooh)

I might not know too much 'bout flossing, I could tell you about heartache (Heartache)
Dirty clothes, dirty sneakers, getting teased, having hard days
Hard for everybody out there seeking peace through the heartbreak (Heartbreak)
Sometime I'm not at ease, it's hard to sleep while my scars heal
Offer help when I'm winning, everyone willing to lend a hand (Work)
You fall off on your ass, forget it, you better not ask (For real)
Overlooking the water while water moccasins pass
If a snake driving your boat, ain't no need of mowing the grass (Ooh)
Friends leaking songs, okay, I know it, my bad (I did, my bad)
Major mistake in trusting when they intentions was bad
Scored out the trenches, resilience they never had (Never do that again)
Be who you tryna be but you can't compete with my swag

Slowly pacing, going places
Imitators hate me 'cause I know they faking (Get up on my level)
Sitting up at the top, this spot was open, vacant
One foot in the game, my soul is not for taking, no, no

Free my dawg out the slammer
Love my children and they mamas (Hold on, that won't be long)
Stay clutching my hammer
Say they killers and I'm one of them
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
I put myself out of reach
Got tired of peeling off the leeches
You could cover all these scars up in diamonds but it's still gon' hurt (Ooh, ooh)
Say you love me, well, show me that shit for real (Show me it for real)
Can't play with love 'cause that type of shit get you killed (Get you killed)
You can cover all your scars up in diamonds but it's still gon' hurt (Still gon' hurt, ooh-ooh, ooh)

(Go Grizz)
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mm, look like DJ Chose)

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