POLO G RAPSTAR ŞARKI SÖZLERİ

POLO G RAPSTAR ŞARKI SÖZLERİ

 

(Shout out my nigga Synco)

(Tuned up)

 

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag

Like, "Fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it"

I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'

Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'

I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?

I've been makin' like two thousand a minute

So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'

I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it

I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it

And we might have a child when I'm finished

 

Uh, I won't love a ho, after we fuck she can't get near me

Only bitch I give a conversation to is Siri

My pants Amiri, yes, I'm winnin', clearly

I'm the chosen one, seen my potential so they fear me

Lately I've been prayin', God, I wonder, can you hear me?

Thinkin' 'bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly

Stay down 'til you come up, I've been stickin' to that theory

Every day a battle, I'm exhausted and I'm weary

Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary

I fought through it all, but that shit hurt me severely

I've been gettin' high to hide behind my insecurities

Takin' different pills but I know it ain't gon'—

 

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag

Like, "Fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it"

I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'

Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'

I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?

I've been makin' like two thousand a minute

So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'

I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it

I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it (Uh, uh)

And we might have a child when I'm finished

 

They say I'm Pac rebirth, never put out a weak verse

Homicides when we lurk, I'ma step 'til my feet hurt

Weren't put in them streets first

White tees turned burgundy t-shirts

Lookin' for some' real, he stuck in a deep search

Anxiety killin' me, I just want to leave earth

When they ask if I'm okay, it just make everything seem worse

Tryna explain your feelings sound like something you rehearsed

Stabbed me in my back with a clean smirk

Lookin' so deep into your eyes, I can read your thoughts

Shut the fuck—, I mean, please don't talk

I done been through too much and I don't need another loss

Put that on every war scar, for every battle I fought

 

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag

Like, "Fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it"

I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'

Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'

I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?

I've been makin' like two thousand a minute

So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'

I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it

I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it

And we might have a child when I'm finished

 

When I'm finished

When I'm finished