Kevin Gates - Scars lyrics

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, it won't be long)
Stay clutchin' 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 peelin' off the leeches
You could cover all these
Scars up in diamonds
But it's still gon' hurt
(Woah oh, still gon' hurt, yeah)
Say you love me, well
Show mе that shit for real
(Show me it for real)
Can't play with lovе '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, gon' hurt)

Beefin' with my chick while I'm in jail
(I'm in jail)
Try not to click out 'bout restriction
Can't make bail mazi gone, but all is well
I ain't called in minute
Ain't balled in a minute
Can't wait to see them stars in the ceilin'
Free all of my hittas
Reachin' this chain, I'm
Whackin' your people, i'm with all that
Saw you 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 chasin' paper
The women come when you get them wins
Focusin' on my health again
Reinventin' myself again
Maintainin' my element, sixty-three that AMG
I vroom leaving 'em in the wind
Heard they sleepin' on me
I'm cool, they ain't on my level then
(Get up on my level)

Slowly pacin', goin' places
Imitators hate me 'cause I know they fakin'
(Get up on my level)
Sittin' up at the top, this spot was open
Vacant one foot in the game, my soul
Is not for takin', no, no

Free my dawg out the slammer
Love my children and they mamas
Stay clutchin' 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 peelin' 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
Can't play with love 'cause that type
Of shit get you killed
You can cover all your scars up in diamonds
But it's still gon' hurt (Ooh ooh)

I might not know too much 'bout flossin'
I could tell you about heartache (Heartache)
Dirty clothes, dirty sneakers
Gettin' teased, having hard days
Hard for everybody out there seekin'
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 winnin'
Everyone willin' to lend a hand (Work)
You fall off on your ass, forget it
You better not ask (For real)
Overlookin' the water while
Water moccasins pass
If a snake drivin' your boat
Ain't no need of mowin' the grass (O oh)
Friends leakin' songs, okay, I know it
My bad (I did, my bad)
Major mistake in trustin' 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 pacin', goin' places
Imitators hate me 'cause I know they fakin'
(Get up on my level)
Sittin' up at the top, this spot was open
Vacant one foot in the game, my soul
Is not for takin', no, no

Free my dawg out the slammer
Love my children and they mamas
(Hold on, it won't be long)
Stay clutchin' my hammer
Say they killers and I'm one of them
No love for the weak
Only the strong survive these streets
Got tired of peelin' off the leeches
You could cover all these
Scars up in diamonds
But it's still gon' hurt
(Woah oh, still gon' hurt, yeah)
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
(Gon' hurt, gon' hurt)

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