City Scars

Yeah, it's City Scars, in the heart of the grime
In the shadows of the city, where we grind all the time
From the boroughs to the blocks, it's a city of dreams
But it comes with the scars, yeah, that's just how it seems

Late-night sirens wailin', streets never sleep
From the boroughs to the alleys, where the stories we keep
Rising from the ashes, like a phoenix we soar
City scars make us warriors, that's for sure

Yeah, I'm on that demon grind
No need for lies, I keep it real every time
Ice on my wrist, watch it freeze the shine (icy)
I brought it with me, ain't leaving mine
Boom, boom

Always strapped, I ain't leaving mine (yeah)
Got my shooter with me, moving low-key
You claim you're not FYP(what?)
But why you rolling with me?(what)

Hold up, Yeezys on my feet
Stacking cash, I'm greedy (aye)
She says she needs me (aye)
"Richies, change your ways and treat me" (aye, aye, aye)

50's, stacking nothing but 50M's (stacking 50's)
Met in person, now he believes me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, homie)
Free Wini, he's in lemon (aye)
High as a kite, we're always beaming (aye)

But I'll block her, for sure (no)
Lil mama, ain't gat time for leisure (little baby, I'm taken)
Keep it on the low
We can all stay vibing (what?)

My Nigga's with me, we sinning (sinning)
Break it down, then we're grinding (baow, baow, baow, baow)

In the city of money, where the violence don't end
Every challenge we face, we won't break, we won't bend
With every balance we strike, and every silent step we take
In this harsh domain, there's no room for mistake
On these gritty streets, where the big drops flow

Yeah, the bobbies are lurkin', but we don't stop
In this town of the big drip, where we don't flop
Milly Rock, Shmoney Dance, and the Woo Walk
You won't survive if you ain't tough, non-stop

Through the grit and the grind, we chase our dreams
City scars on our souls, but it's more than it seems
We're the kings of the streets, in this concrete maze
City scars on our path, in this city's craze

It's been a minute, but we've faced some losses
Shooters keep shootin', addin' to the crosses
No stoppin', mate, no countin' the tosses
We keep it heated, no time for the pauses

We winning, we on defense
She leaves me when were on the weekend
Shorty's a baddie
She don't add me

You can take a pic
But don't you dare tag me
Yeah,yeah
Winning, searching, spinning (aye)
My Nigga's with me, we sinning (aye)
Break it down, then we're grinding (grraow, grraow)
Grrrrr, baw baw baw
Skrrr, skrr, baw