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Polo G - Darkside

  • Photo du rédacteur: Djamadeus
    Djamadeus
  • il y a 2 jours
  • 3 min de lecture


Uh, uh, uh, uh


Uh, uh


I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk


It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault


Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost


I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts


Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught


He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught


Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk


Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk


In the slums, that's where his heart lies


Tryna find his way out in the dark side


Lately, I've been out of touch with all my feelings


So when you say you love me, I don't get it


I don't try to act like I'm above 'em, I'm just diffеrent


And I'm boolin' with my bloods, know how we drippin'


Fuck them niggas, forеver I'm holdin' grudges with my gremlins


Bitch, I'm strapped up like a stud, I'm pistol grippin'


We'll let the whole clip off in the club, like, fuck a snippet


Shit been crazy, I've been tryna tell my thugs to stop the killin'


I just hope them gangster angels come and hug him while he drillin'


I might never cough again from all that mud that I was sippin'


Missin' school every day, but on that block, perfect attendance


Being broke the root of evil, it'll turn you to a menace


It's so hard to beat the odds when we was taught to be statistics


In this life, you only see the graveyard or go to prison


I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk


It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault


Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost


I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts


Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught


He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught


Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk


Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk


In the slums, that's where his heart lies


Tryna find his way out in the dark side


All alone without no friends, I wish I could be cool with everybody


Thinkin' 'bout them snakes, I wish I would be cool with everybody


Appreciate this life 'cause I done seen dead bodies


Foenem keep slidin' with them sticks, but they ain't playin' hockey


I contemplate 'fore every move, can't never play it sloppy


Confuse my confidence with arrogance, like, "He so damn cocky"


I beat it up just off my name, I'm abusin' my power


As a kid, I saw my grandmama abusin' that powder


Nobody God, fuck the fame, G22 in my trousers


Cuz hate the other side, for fun, he shoot at them cowards


They just steady hittin' blocks, and they might do that for hours


Them hollows rain, he better hope he bulletproof in that shower


I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk


It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault


Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost


I just wanted peace of mind from all these suicidal thoughts


Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught


He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught


Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk


Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk


In the slums, that's where his heart lies


Tryna find his way out in the dark side


(Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side) ooh


Ooh


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