Songwriter: Polo G
[Verse 1]
Where I come from, all them niggas be hatin'
They act like it hurt to say congratulations
Gon' keep my distance from all you fool niggas
'Cause shit way too real, ain't got time to be fakin'
'Fore I start rappin', was adjustin' a factor
Wouldn't give me respect so I had to go take it
They like, "Lil Polo keep killin' them beats"
And I had to plead guilty to them allegations
I'm dead and gone and I'm layin' in that casket
Just put on my headstone that he was the greatest
When I pop out, I be lookin' like money
You would think me and that guap was related
I picked the school of hardknocks over college
Gon' tee up with foenem and my graduation
I'm a success like I said I was gon' be
I hope that they give me a standin' ovation
Shit that I drew up, it cannot be copied
But I know you niggas gon' still try and trace it
Can't stay on track, I'm distracted by struggles
So when I fuck up, it be back to the basics
Run that shit up 'til them people come get me
With cuffs on my wrist, lookin' mad in that station
I'm grindin' hard just to get out the gutter
I'm tryin' to take off, ain't got time to be patient
[Chorus]
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
[Verse 2]
Callin' my phone but I keep on declinin'
'Cause they in the dark, won't be here when I'm shinin'
I'm twin 'nem gang and we shine like no other
If Thursday night he was dissin' my brothers, on Friday I'm smokin' shit like I'm Chris Tucker
He think he a bully, well, these bullets tougher
My youngins hungry for murder, don't lack while they lurkin'
'Cause bitch, you might turn into supper
Left in that ambulance, tryna recover
My shorties always gon' finish a nigga 'cause victims survivin' confess like they Usher
I'm say less gang 'til the day that I die, keep my hand on my mouth like I'm tryna get smothered
You with that opp shit, we make you suffer
Hang with the bricks, you's a dumb motherfucker
I'm so GDK, I don't rock with them suckers
I'm 'bout my business, and I like to mind it
I had to get hot to adapt to my climate
Lil Capalot, yeah, I like to get valid, and I pick up that blick and I just got to wildin'
I lost my mind, let me know if you find it
I hope that God forgive me for my sins and I hope my grandma lookin' down on me smilin'
Yeah, I'm that boy from up North who be spazzin'
[Chorus]
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
[Outro]
Bitch
Where I come from, all them niggas be hatin'
They act like it hurt to say congratulations
Gon' keep my distance from all you fool niggas
'Cause shit way too real, ain't got time to be fakin'
'Fore I start rappin', was adjustin' a factor
Wouldn't give me respect so I had to go take it
They like, "Lil Polo keep killin' them beats"
And I had to plead guilty to them allegations
I'm dead and gone and I'm layin' in that casket
Just put on my headstone that he was the greatest
When I pop out, I be lookin' like money
You would think me and that guap was related
I picked the school of hardknocks over college
Gon' tee up with foenem and my graduation
I'm a success like I said I was gon' be
I hope that they give me a standin' ovation
Shit that I drew up, it cannot be copied
But I know you niggas gon' still try and trace it
Can't stay on track, I'm distracted by struggles
So when I fuck up, it be back to the basics
Run that shit up 'til them people come get me
With cuffs on my wrist, lookin' mad in that station
I'm grindin' hard just to get out the gutter
I'm tryin' to take off, ain't got time to be patient
[Chorus]
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
[Verse 2]
Callin' my phone but I keep on declinin'
'Cause they in the dark, won't be here when I'm shinin'
I'm twin 'nem gang and we shine like no other
If Thursday night he was dissin' my brothers, on Friday I'm smokin' shit like I'm Chris Tucker
He think he a bully, well, these bullets tougher
My youngins hungry for murder, don't lack while they lurkin'
'Cause bitch, you might turn into supper
Left in that ambulance, tryna recover
My shorties always gon' finish a nigga 'cause victims survivin' confess like they Usher
I'm say less gang 'til the day that I die, keep my hand on my mouth like I'm tryna get smothered
You with that opp shit, we make you suffer
Hang with the bricks, you's a dumb motherfucker
I'm so GDK, I don't rock with them suckers
I'm 'bout my business, and I like to mind it
I had to get hot to adapt to my climate
Lil Capalot, yeah, I like to get valid, and I pick up that blick and I just got to wildin'
I lost my mind, let me know if you find it
I hope that God forgive me for my sins and I hope my grandma lookin' down on me smilin'
Yeah, I'm that boy from up North who be spazzin'
[Chorus]
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
Please do not play with me 'cause I really get busy
You don't want me in the cut, wait
Fuck all that rah-rah shit 'cause loose screws get nailed
But I won't speak on that situation
Out in that field like an offensive lineman
Totin' on sum', it'll fuck up your linin'
Used to skip school to post up on the block
On the days I ain't hustle, made up them assignments
[Outro]
Bitch
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- For My Brothers
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- Red Dead
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- Palace*
- Make It Home
- Orange Interior*
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- Defense
- Chaperones*
- Evergreen
- Different Breed*
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- No Peace
- Everybody*
- Loose Screws
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