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Scars
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Hip-Hop
Scars was released on March 5, 2021 by Southside To Northside as a part of the album Icebreaker 2
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Release DateMarch 5, 2021
LabelSouthside To Northside
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Berete
Lil Berete
Performer
Yaya Berete
Yaya Berete
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaya Berete
Yaya Berete
Songwriter
Charles Driggers
Charles Driggers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bricks
Bricks
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tryna get up out the hood, ain't nothin' changed I'm still a project baby
Can't switch for cheese, I know we different 'cause my momma made me
Slaggin' nines and bangin' sticks, too deep in the streets don't try to save me
If I close my eyes and turn my back, I bet these **** snake me
Come around the hood, bunch of thuggas, strapped up like the Navy
I was showin' love, had to cut some friends out 'cause they kinda shady
Ran off on the plug, did him dirty, he got counterfeited
Better not run your mouth, point a finger like your partner did it
Been through the worst and dark times but now I'm countin' digits
She hold her purse, I got my strap in case a **** want it
Fuck my ex 'cause she keep callin' me like, "Baby, sorry"
Tell me how I turned into a target just 'cause I'm a artist
These hundreds all up in my pockets, I don't need a wallet
And I don't make some problems but my **** always solve it
To be honest you ain't finna finish what you fuckin' started
I give her anything she want but I ain't finna promise
[Verse 2]
She got freaky, she got strippy 'cause I'm worth a couple racks
Couple diamonds on my chest, I might just leave with her like that (Yeah, yeah)
And she get freaky in the back (Yeah)
I change the sheets and move on to the next (Yeah, yeah)
And she came here with a friend (Yeah)
We turn up like the weekend every night (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3]
Paranoia got me geekin', put my team on it
She said that she was gon' ride, I put some wheels on it
Know some **** that would kill and do a bid for me (Yeah)
But I rather put some tints on me
Pull up back to back, I got some shooters that got my back
And my **** in the cells and I hope he make it back
I just woke up in the hood, can't waste no time, gotta get that strap
Know my ops they want me whacked but I ain't goin' out like that
And my brodie did a couple years but he finally made it back
Took my brother life the other day and we finally got 'em whacked
In these streets they got us strugglin', I had to walk down with my pack
Got a youngin' and I love him, tried to tell him don't sell no crack
Got some **** whippin', shockin', makin' traps do jumpin' jacks
Finesse the plug, he tried to tell me, "Where my money at?"
Don't worry about it **** 'cause I'm where that money at
Your bitch she all up on me and I guess I'm flirtin' back
[Verse 4]
She got freaky, she got strippy 'cause I'm worth a couple racks
Couple diamonds on my chest, I might just leave with her like that (Yeah, yeah)
And she get freaky in the back (Yeah)
I change the sheets and move on to the next (Yeah, yeah)
And she came here with a friend (Yeah)
We turn up like the weekend every night (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 5]
We turn up like the weekend every night (Yeah, yeah)
Written by: Charles Driggers, Yaya Berete
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