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polo g - s.i.p lyrics

[intro]
(yo, ayo)
uh+uh, uh, uh, uh, uh+uh
uh+uh, uh, uh+uh
uh, uh

[chorus]
i kept f+ckin’ up, i’m the one that hurt my own feelings
i’m up twenty million, still be tryna go back home k!llin’
know these drugs hurt my health, told me, “quit,” but i don’t listen
high, but i stay to myself, i’m always in my zone, chillin’
always bound for a setback, f+ckin’ with the wrong b+tches
broski fed up, he vent to me, i hear his tone switchin’
promised my fans that i’ll be back, i know it’s been a long minute
you diss the dead and we react and pop+out with them chrome switches

[verse]
so many times when i f+cked up i said, “momma, i’m sorry”
now it’s her fault for where we’re stuck, she still won’t even call me
why it’s like i feel no love when my demons follow me?
in the backseat, mask and gloves, cook his bean like coffee
i see a opp, i run him over, then gon’ fill my cup
no james brown, he on the ground, i tell him, “get on up”
when i was broke, they wasn’t around, i had to fix my luck
trapped in the trench, couldn’t duck the crown, i told ’em, “fix my cuffs”
ain’t no bigger reality than starin’ at the grave
i used to scr+pe up change for swishers, now i’m extra paid
you know cap a silent k!ller, kawhi with the braids
and i ball just like a clipper when i’m in la
stay in your lane or park the whip, kriss vec’ or a mop on here
we don’t play with starter clips, n+gga better not start in here
if he ain’t a spirit, in the system where my partners went
amiri denims for my fit, my pants your apartment rent
[chorus]
i kept f+ckin’ up, i’m the one that hurt my own feelings
i’m up twenty million, still be tryna go back home k!llin’
know these drugs hurt my health, told me, “quit,” but i don’t listen
high, but i stay to myself, i’m always in my zone, chillin’
always bound for a setback, f+ckin’ with the wrong b+tches
broski fed up, he vent to me, i hear his tone switchin’
promised my fans that i’ll be back, i know it’s been a long minute
you diss the dead and we react and pop+out with them chrome switches

- polo g lyrics

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