[00:00.00] 作词 : Polo G/Sidney Reynolds/Detric Jackson/Derrico Peck
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Polo G/Sidney Reynolds/Detric Jackson/Derrico Peck
[00:12.34]Everything was all good way back in the day
[00:14.56]Then whole hood really went wild
[00:15.87]Long live the gang, man, the whole hood missin' them smiles
[00:18.04]Swear the whole hood missin’ them smiles
[00:19.31]I'm a Set baby, 1300 block ass nigga
[00:20.98]You can tell from my walk to my style
[00:22.56]I ain't really hop off the porch ’til a bitch got olde
[00:24.62]But I been on the block since a child
[00:25.92]We was rugrats in the trenches, now you up in the sky
[00:27.74]Stay as far from as I look up to the clouds
[00:29.22]Pray for a sign just to know you still with me,
[00:30.85]So I seen the sun shine
[00:31.69]That's how I knew that you was proud
[00:32.68]God was there so many times, could've lost my life
[00:34.44]Or fought for it on trial
[00:35.78]But it's like he chose me
[00:36.66]To be the one with the mic' in my hands
[00:37.90]Steady talkin' in front of them crowds
[00:39.20]Overcame a lot by myself ever since I got rich
[00:40.94]It's like everybody wanna come around
[00:42.38]I remember I was dead broke, bitch, I ain't have shit
[00:44.13]You one of the list of numbers I could dial
[00:45.72]Back against the ropes,
[00:46.61]Wasn’t no one there to help me fight
[00:47.83]Bitch, I wanna just throw in the towe
[00:49.12]Keep my circle small, never let a bitch i
[00:51.18]Just somethin’ that I really can't allow
[00:52.42]Man, I’m sorry, but I can't yell gang
[00:53.58]With a bitch who ain't vali
[00:54.58]Or down to do a bid with me
[00:55.44]Seem like every day it's a brand new bitch in my fac
[00:57.59]Tryna claim some kin to me
[00:58.70]It’s a whole lot of bitches with thay niggas' hand ou
[01:00.46]Can't name one thing they done did for me
[01:02.01]Hell nah, you can't hit this Backwood
[01:03.44]If you wasn't scrapin' up change
[01:04.58]Blowin' Swishers in the crib with me
[01:05.71]Seem like the industry pick
[01:06.47]And choose who they want in the front
[01:07.71]Man, this shit lookin' rigged to me
[01:08.86]And you talkin' like you live that shit
[01:10.06]But I'm really from the trenches
[01:10.94]I don't feel it, so I disagree
[01:12.04]Do you really understand
[01:12.97]All the ups and downs to this lifestyle?
[01:14.35] shit fun but it's bittersweet
[01:15.37]What you know about days missing out on meals
[01:17.03]Just to make sure your brothers and your sisters eat?
[01:18.70]It was re-up time, I was on my grind
[01:20.31]Told the P's I ain't taking no shorts
[01:21.78]We was playin' the block, **** a spor
[01:23.39]The way that we shootin' and passin' the rock
[01:25.27]You would think that we play on the court
[01:26.68]When my niggas died, they thought it was funn
[01:28.65]So kill 'em and don't show remorse
[01:29.98]It's a whole lot of goofy ass niggas in the way out her
[01:32.22]Should've stayed on the porch
[01:33.27]Niggas ain't ready to give up the spotligh
[01:35.19]They don't wanna pass me the torch
[01:36.52]Yeah, I'm hot right now so they gon' dick rid
[01:38.53]Whether it's hate or support
[01:39.76]But was I gon' make it? Of course
[01:41.62]Lil Polo like that man on the horse
[01:43.10]I need a Lambo' or a Porsche
[01:44.93]Tryna run up them M's
[01:46.21]Got place to flex on these niggas lik
[01:47.50]I'm liftin' weights at the gym
[01:48.58]I hang with some killers
[01:49.48]Few lil' savages with me, my shooters don't aim at the rim
[01:51.75]He tough with his chest out, we pull them TEC's out
[01:53.70]Blast 'til we knock off a limb
[01:54.74]Have him runnin' up out of his Timbs
[01:56.30]Niggas know we be wettin' shit
[01:58.01]If you walk with the opps then I hope you can swim

作词 : Polo G/Sidney Reynolds/Detric Jackson/Derrico Peck
作曲 : Polo G/Sidney Reynolds/Detric Jackson/Derrico Peck
Everything was all good way back in the day
Then whole hood really went wild
Long live the gang, man, the whole hood missin' them smiles
Swear the whole hood missin’ them smiles
I'm a Set baby, 1300 block ass nigga
You can tell from my walk to my style
I ain't really hop off the porch ’til a bitch got olde
But I been on the block since a child
We was rugrats in the trenches, now you up in the sky
Stay as far from as I look up to the clouds
Pray for a sign just to know you still with me,
So I seen the sun shine
That's how I knew that you was proud
God was there so many times, could've lost my life
Or fought for it on trial
But it's like he chose me
To be the one with the mic' in my hands
Steady talkin' in front of them crowds
Overcame a lot by myself ever since I got rich
It's like everybody wanna come around
I remember I was dead broke, bitch, I ain't have shit
You one of the list of numbers I could dial
Back against the ropes,
Wasn’t no one there to help me fight
Bitch, I wanna just throw in the towe
Keep my circle small, never let a bitch i
Just somethin’ that I really can't allow
Man, I’m sorry, but I can't yell gang
With a bitch who ain't vali
Or down to do a bid with me
Seem like every day it's a brand new bitch in my fac
Tryna claim some kin to me
It’s a whole lot of bitches with thay niggas' hand ou
Can't name one thing they done did for me
Hell nah, you can't hit this Backwood
If you wasn't scrapin' up change
Blowin' Swishers in the crib with me
Seem like the industry pick
And choose who they want in the front
Man, this shit lookin' rigged to me
And you talkin' like you live that shit
But I'm really from the trenches
I don't feel it, so I disagree
Do you really understand
All the ups and downs to this lifestyle?
shit fun but it's bittersweet
What you know about days missing out on meals
Just to make sure your brothers and your sisters eat?
It was re-up time, I was on my grind
Told the P's I ain't taking no shorts
We was playin' the block, **** a spor
The way that we shootin' and passin' the rock
You would think that we play on the court
When my niggas died, they thought it was funn
So kill 'em and don't show remorse
It's a whole lot of goofy ass niggas in the way out her
Should've stayed on the porch
Niggas ain't ready to give up the spotligh
They don't wanna pass me the torch
Yeah, I'm hot right now so they gon' dick rid
Whether it's hate or support
But was I gon' make it? Of course
Lil Polo like that man on the horse
I need a Lambo' or a Porsche
Tryna run up them M's
Got place to flex on these niggas lik
I'm liftin' weights at the gym
I hang with some killers
Few lil' savages with me, my shooters don't aim at the rim
He tough with his chest out, we pull them TEC's out
Blast 'til we knock off a limb
Have him runnin' up out of his Timbs
Niggas know we be wettin' shit
If you walk with the opps then I hope you can swim