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Polo G

Miami

 

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Uh, uh, uh, I can't sleep at night, push-start, no keys take flight yeah
Police try'n read my rights, slowly, can't breathe, can't fight
Lil niggas catching B's onna stripe, Bustdown VVS inna light
Baby I'ma hundred got no reason to lie, I'm so tired of hearing, "it's gone be alright"
He was my dog until he went against the grain, I keep that carbine if a pussy wanna bang

I put a switch up on my Glock, I'm going federal, I'm on a new vibe getting more commas than decimals
Swear so many nothing ass hoes tryna get put up on a pedestal, these bitches be so sneaky typa shit that make me skeptual
Fucking famous hoes in the DM talking sexual, block party only gang members at this festival
Catch action with the fam we suit up like the Incredibles, .30 make a highlight, show a nigga what that Stephen do
Blowing dead niggas when I'm smoking on they medical, Niggas get Outride and still post up like its acceptable
Tired of my mistakes cause broken hearts is so unbearable, got lil killa's in training shoot that Glock like a professional

I can't sleep at night, push-start, no keys take flight yeah
Police try'n read my rights, slowly, can't breathe, can't fight
Lil niggas catching B's onna stripe, Bustdown VVS inna light
Baby I'ma hundred got no reason to lie, I'm so tired of hearing, "it's gone be alright"
He was my dog until he went against the grain, I keep that carbine if a pussy wanna bang

Young, wrote nigga, she said she miss me only met once
Study the street so I'll be ready when that test come
Hate my mistakes but that's the shit I learned the best from
Foenem bound to leave a pussy nigga on his set, slumped
We gon take em out the game when that tech jump
Paramedics yelling clear he getting his chest pumped
My lil shawty shooting semi's yelling REDЯUM
Cash by the loaf we treating 20's like a breadcrumb
Was in the trenches really come from nothing, me and my brothers tryna ball we just making money
Crazy how I had to risk it all for these blue hundreds, and a nigga would risk it all just to take it from me
10 steps ahead you know my mama never raised a dummy, they had to cry for thinking losses to the gang was funny
Know how we bleed-ing, my bloodas come and make it bloody, I come from where it always rain tryna make it sunny

I can't sleep at night, push-start, no keys take flight yeah
Police try'n read my rights, slowly, can't breathe, can't fight
Lil niggas catching B's onna stripe, Bustdown VVS inna light
Baby I'ma hundred got no reason to lie, I'm so tired of hearing, "it's gone be alright"
He was my dog until he went against the grain, I keep that carbine if a pussy wanna bang

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