City Scars Lyrics

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