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• Artiste: Polo G
• Titre: Chinatown Pt 2
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I was in a rage then my feelings died but it keeps my heart sore Say I'm still okay when I'm feeling bad, you can see I'm not sure Stuck in a dark phase tryna get some cash, that's what he gon' rob for No more hard days, they didn't last, had to speak to God more Always choose gang, I ain't switching sides, knee deep in our war This shit'll never change, pistol & a mask what I keep in my drawer Clapping shit for days & we spinnin' back, we need a encore Chillin' with the snakes up in the grass, no need for lawn mowers I hit the streets, no time for college I was knee deep in the Raq with goblins They cutthroat, ain't tired of robbing A perk to cope, I'm high, I'm nodding That feeling when B died was the oddest Evergreen my street sign, yeah that's our shit Gang with me in Cali mobbing Steaks to eat, got tired of ramen My opps gotta be gay the way they on my dick but they won't come out the closet Speeding on the E-way, clutching on my blick, death coming, I'm tryna dodge it I knew that nigga was broke, only talk about money but it don't come out his pockets They tryna play me close 'cause they want something from me, everybody so outta options Fell in love with these pills, I'm chewing up Every time I come down I'm booting up Nothing but thick shit sitting on the tour bus Me & my twin in this bitch like it's two of us Fuck I look like scared of you doing what Loaded weapon, my Glock .22 is tucked Like Steph & my shooters clutch I ain't get the impression that you was tough We ain't recruiting, bro you won't fit Don't want no new niggas in my clique I'ma stick to the niggas I grew up with You ain't go to them funerals, you wasn't sick I keep putting that shit on in Rick We on the dynamic duo list I tried to take his soul but I missed As long as you know I'ma shoot my stick I was in a rage then my feelings died but it keeps my heart sore Say I'm still okay when I'm feeling bad, you can see I'm not sure Stuck in a dark phase tryna get some cash, that's what he gon' rob for No more hard days, they didn't last, had to speak to God more Always choose gang, I ain't switching sides, knee deep in our war This shit'll never change, pistol & a mask what I keep in my drawer Copping shit for days & we spinnin' back, we need a encore Chillin' with the snakes up in the grass, no need for lawn mowers