These Scars (feat. Future & Guordan Banks)

When I was on the 'Gram, entertaining all the rap beef

We was in the hood going to war on the back streets

Bulletproof Caddy like, "Who said they gon' get at Meek?"

Pull up in your hood, **** running like a track meet

No more Rollies, I'm just buying more properties

Young **** watching, we give that game properly

Pass 'Go' twice, skip 'Jail', build a 'Monopoly'

Don't let 'em trick you outta your spot, **** you got to be

Retardo if you could see me out this new Gallardo

Since I been getting it, ain't miss a season from Ricardo

Tee, she want it, see me, know me in Wells Fargo

Still repping like there's no tomorrow

So I don't understand, let me borrow

I let you in my circle but that's coming with a cost though

You don't work? You gon' starve, yo

Dime in the crib, tip-toeing on the marble

Rocking all this ice, I'm just tryna hide my scars though

Something 'bout that Wraith and them lights, how them stars glow

Gimme motivation out Miami, know the Haitians

All the hittas got the bitches and I'm MMG

A legend on Collins, how they gon' remember me

Young ****

The land they gave us was always ours

Don't close the door, you owe us more, uh-uh

I know that it's hard to face reality, mm-mh

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 walls

And only God can touch your soul behind all these bars, oh-oh

Patek on, iced going "ai-ya" (Yah, yah)

Hunnid round, brrrt, spend live by (Brrt)

Drinking purple lean, fuck 'Moscata' (Purp')

Riding in the Wraith like a shotta (Skrrt, skrrt)

Skipped outta school with the deuce-two-oh-four

Chanel on my whore I got marble on my floor (Yeah)

Ten mil' deal just to wear Diadora (Damn)

I secured the bag, first round, that's of course

Cocaina-white inside, that's a Porsche

Came from the gutter, ****, trapping is a sport

Young ****, don't swing the drum in the court

That's the Actavis, pop the seal like a cork

They running outta info, making rumors, what's your source?

Friends turning foes, **** leaving me no choice

Hoes in his phone, make a **** come up short

Hit a few licks, 'fore I made it out that church

The land they gave us was always ours

Don't close the door, you owe us more, uh-uh

I know that it's hard to face reality, mm-mh

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 walls

And only God can touch your soul behind all these bars, oh-oh

Oh-oh