Polo G - Hall of Fame Album Lyrics

Uh, uh (ay, 40 who that there?)

Lil Wooski ain't your average teen
He see the opps, gon' bang it out
He know exactly how to hit they block like that's his favorite route
Ayy, lil' nigga, if you send some shots, you better make it count
Rips touch his brain cells, rearrange his scalp
They killed Lam, he took three with 'em, they all know what your name about
Ain't seen you in so long, it's like your voice is slowly fadin' out
Love my niggas right or wrong, no, I would never trade 'em out
Ain't thuggin' 'cause he mean it, these lil' niggas in a race for clout
Block died, we threw up X's, TimTim died, we threw up T's
Twin 'nem died, we bangin' L's, I wish that they ain't never leave
For killer K's to the brain, I'm scorin' if I catch the G's
Forever stuntin' like I'm Durb, I keep a few tricks up my sleeve

God, I know I'm nothin' like them
I'm just different, I'm built different
I feel as if we all got a purpose
And we all special in some way
But me, my potential is unmatched
I'm the chosen one
But only time will tell
Long live the guys, uh

Say, "F*ck the opposites," but deep down, we really all alike
Since the elementary, our elders gave us small advice
This shit could lead to death and jail, it's crazy how they all was right
I was playin' AAU with Ed, it was, "Ball is life"
Wish I could've warned him in advance 'fore he lost his life
Game time, call troopers for backup before we call for Christ
Was real to him whole time while he sharpened his knife
He put it in my back for racks, ain't know his heart had a price
Everything done in the dark gon' come to light
Tryna choose your thoughts over your feelings, that's the hardest fight
Had to prove 'em wrong, they said my dreams was out of sight
Now it's fifty K up in my jeans on charter flights
And we rock the hardest ice

Holding back, no
Go without you
I don't wanna be with you, yeah

(Shout out my nigga Synco)
Uh (Tuned up)

Copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag
Like, "F*ck 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 f*ck 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, "F*ck 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
Been puttin' them streets first
White tees turned burgundy T-shirts
Lookin' for somethin' real, he stuck in a deep search
Anxiety killin' me, I just wanna 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, so
Shut the f*ck, 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, "F*ck 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

Oh, oh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (no, no)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (no)
Uh, uh, uh

Used to hit the block and serve
Work the rock like Kyrie Irv'
Link up with gang, like, what's the word?
Pull up, skrrt, switchin' lanes might jump the curb
And, yeah, bitch, I'm really him, put that on fire, f*ck what you heard
Got three .50s, that's 150, ain't no limit, I f*ck with Herb
Lil' kids turned grown men, we come from cribs dysfunctional
Gotta learn how to play your own hand, don't ever get too comfortable
That's lil' shit, he can think he hot 'til them real killers come and humble you
All day, tell 'em, "Spin the block," 'til your best friend laying under you
Know 'bout late nights and that hunger
Know 'bout rainy days and that thunder
I know lil' niggas on slime shit, no Young Thugs and Gunnas
We was in the field, Glock kick back, we gon' kick it off like punters
I'm Too Turnt Gang, got five in me, I ain't never been no runner (bitch)

I can't ever go back to the way shit was (oh, oh, oh, no)
I done really came from nothing, now I got everything that I want
I can't ever go back to the way shit was (no)
I done came too far, put that on everything I love
Roaches in the crib, mama on drugs (uh, no)
I can't let it go back to the way that it was
I can't never go back (no, oh)
I can't never, I can't never
I can't never, I can't never, oh

I come from the muddiest part of the trenches
Where niggas are dyin' today
Niggas into it with you but niggas gon' hang
In clique and be in the way (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd rather be on the case and stay in the mix
Than be in a nigga case (be in a nigga case)
I don't sneak diss, the shit I tell my dawg
The shit I'll say in your face (say in a nigga face)
Perc' got Fentanyl on 'em, he still want him a sixty (want him a sixty)
I took my brother Ruger and told him think and I gave him a .50 (oh)
That backdoor cool where I'm from, that shit new in the city (oh, oh, oh)
And y'all be hanging and playing the game together, you know you snitchin' (oh, oh, oh)
I be tired of losing my niggas to niggas who knew the killer (who knew the killer)
Threw up my guts, I seen that footage
You don't know that feeling (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't hang with my niggas, homies dolo
I don't know them niggas (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Why they play with me on IG like we lame? They know we killers, yeah

I can't ever go back to the way shit was (oh, oh, oh, no)
I done really came from nothing, now I got everything that I want
I can't ever go back to the way shit was (no)
I done came too far, put that on everything I love
Roaches in the crib, mama on drugs (uh, no)
I can't let it go back to the way that it was
I can't never go back (no, oh)
I can't never, I can't never
I can't never, I can't never, oh

Uh, uh, uh

Baby, I'm a soldier, you won't find nobody solider
Love that bitch so much, I caught her cheatin' woulda shot at her
F*ck broken hearts, keep stuffin' all these hundreds 'til my pockets hurt
I just go by morals, I don't care 'bout who more popular
Heard his ho went missin', she with gang like we adopted her
Got a low-key freak, I save her pics, but I don't follow her
Lil' Cap he got heat, the type of heat that break thermometers
Way far from my peak and where I started, took a lot of work
When I turned eighteen, I tried to see how much my block is worth
Right on Evergreen with Glocks on S, bitch, we on opp alert
Same niggas hatin' out there watchin' with binoculars
Legends never die, you the reason I stopped poppin' Percs

All she say is, "Boy, you so selfish"
I told her, "Baby, I'm a gangster, I can't help it"
Uh, and I'm with them members, really knelt shit
In the ground, every nigga that we dealt with (uh)
Pipe it up, feel the beat and let that bass knock
He get left right in the streets when that K rock
Fireworks got some shit that make your face drop
When lil' hot 'nem, they get started, they just can't stop

A lil' white boy from the 'burbs
got the nerve to tell me I ain't goin' hard enough
Like he really ever had it hard enough
Like, bitch, don't get me started up
I'm still gon' be right here if the rap game clean the garbage up
Can't buy for nothin'
I'm with some renegades, Draco beatin', feel a bang
.223s hit his face, tactical won't leave a trace
I was thuggin', grandma hopin' that this shit a phase
Twenty chains, six figures, just to hit the stage

All she say is, "Boy, you so selfish"
I told her, "Baby, I'm a gangster, I can't help it"
Uh, and I'm with them members, really knelt shit
In the ground, every nigga that we dealt with (uh)
Pipe it up, feel the beat and let that bass knock
He get left right in the streets when that K rock
Fireworks got some shit that make your face drop
When lil' hot 'nem, they get started, they just can't stop

(Dmac on the f*cking track)
(Tahj Money)

I'm so sick of "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin', "Gang-gang," mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be a opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie but I know time cannot freeze

Once you give my pussy up, it's over with
Miss who you used to be, 'cause that's who I was closer with
I'm in my bag, now I act like I don't know the bitch
Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits
Well if he act like he 'bout it, then put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, 'cause they goin' quick
They gassed him up, now tears sheddin' when they post his pic
I know 'bout some flukey shit, I heard he died on a lick
My whole squad's goin', bitch, we don't do no assist
Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his lane, he ain't know his niche
Might catch him at the red light, tryna load his blick
Everyday a gamble with your life, all we know is risk
From the windy city where you're down to see the coldest shit

I'm so sick of, "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin', "Gang-gang," mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be a opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie but I know time cannot freeze

Switches on them glizzys, get to blowin' like it's four of me
Promise to my son, that the streets won't get no more of me
Remember every line from that obituary poetry
See they peep I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me
Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me
Lord, I'm tryna take it easy on 'em, but they forcin' me
See him in person, then that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin'
Pop shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van
You know it's f*ck the other side 'cause my niggas gone
Always been f*ck the other side, we don't get along
If we bump heads like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on
Aim for the head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown
Tryna correct her flaws, she filled with silicone
And she ain't all innocent, she did a nigga wrong
I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song

I'm so sick of, "Farewells" and "R.I.P's"
In the trenches yellin', "Gang-gang," mob ties, what I bleed
Don't claim to be a opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease
He gon' let that .9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe?
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie but I know time cannot freeze

[Polo G:]
Uh

So used to them grey clouds, I might f*ck around, drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mill' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah, yeah, yeah

Young nigga up now, remember back then niggas clowned on me
Now from the Heaven gates, only way a nigga lookin' down on me
Keep at least two hundred thou' on me, keep at least like thirty rounds on me
With my niggas 'til the wheels fall off, don't care if my ride on E
Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees, exotic hoes
Snitchin', he can't right his wrongs, once he play that writing role
Slime shit, we wipe his nose, feds watchin', might strike a pose
Do a hit, take flight, we gone, we just take the dice and roll

So used to them grey clouds, I might f*ck around, drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mill' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Lil Wayne:]
Soon as I touch down, them pussy feds be hot on me (Woo)
Heard niggas got money out on my head, tell 'em "Come crown the king" (Huh)
Let the work out though for fourteen days, that's quarantine (Damn)
I poured my heart out before my lean, baby, no R&B (Yeah)
Six-six deuce, my Piru, big suuwoo, slime my crew
Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose, God bless you
Blatt-blatt-blatt, I'm not through
Bratt-tat-tat, duck-duck-goose
Two big guns on me for the smoke
It's uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
Call me Capalotty (Woo), Big Slimalini (Yeah), Lil' Slime Gotti (Uh)
That ain't the 'Ghini, lil' bitch that's a 'Gatti (Skrrt)
Promethazine me, a P on the [?]
I hid fettuccine from the federales
I'm like Rick Pitino or John Calipari
I'm leadin' my team, yeah, right to the finals
That money talking and we talkin' private
I'm not correspondin', hold on
Gucci slides and Versace robes (Ooh)
I slide a nigga, I slide a ho (Ooh)
I bang on anybody gang
And I ball with all my slimin' hoes
On gang-gang, on Hollygrove
No plain jane, I smoke Zario
And when the rain came I put the top down
Under the dark clouds, I'm shining gold

Used to the grey clouds, I might f*ck around and drop the top in the rain (Yeah, yeah)
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay 'em down, hit his top close range (Top close range)
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, that's an opp, what he banged
Runnin' from jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a whole mill' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flames, yeah

Polo G, Tunechi Lee (Yeah)
Call me Capalotty

(12Hunna on the beat)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one) Uh

We do some expensive stunting, uh
I got this drip from London, uh
You think he playing the post
From the way he come off the hip or something, uh
Empty a clip or something
Fn make him trip from running
I'm speeding, my engine humming
We ain't toting these blicks for nothing
Come through and slam on a nigga like Drummond
I'm with the cappers, you know how we bumming
Not from Atlanta, I'm talking 'bout losing your top
I done seen all them demons get summoned
Come from the bottom so I gotta reach to the top
Now I need sixty-five for a frontend
Now that Louis bag filled up with hundreds
I was so broke, man, that shit was disgusting

Like boom, we make it hot like it's June
Turn his white tee to maroon
We put him up like a hot air balloon
Now they claiming he left too soon
Like move, bitch, you ain't leaving with me
I don't know why that's what you assume
Like cool, deep in that struggle for real
I ain't never had no silver spoon, uh

Running the city, might need me a statue or something
Like watch out for Cap 'cause he coming
We with the shits and a tool what I pack like I'm plumbing
Send a hit just from tapping a button
They wanna know why a young nigga flexing so hard
How he run up that sack all a sudden
I'm off a pill, I won't cut her no slack when we f*cking
Put dick in the back of her stomach
Now go, rounds blow
Man down, whoa
Blow out his mind, gross
Uh, them hitters come out at the night time
They pop out the cut at the right time
Them shells jumping out of that pipe flying
End of the tunnel, he gon' see that light shine

Like boom, we make it hot like it's June
Turn his white tee to maroon
We put him up like a hot air balloon
Now they claiming he left too soon
Like move, bitch, you ain't leaving with me
I don't know why that's what you assume
Like cool, deep in that struggle for real
I ain't never had no silver spoon, uh

(Damn, Mikey)

I heard he been dissin' on the squad, we left his man sleep
Duckin' silver bracelets, be precautious when the feds sweep
I want that brand new Bentley with the red seats
My pops was there for me, so I'll be damned I be a deadbeat, uh
When you said you loved me, girl, you scared me
I'm fakin' smiles, I'm hurt inside, can't let my fans see
They hear me talkin', but I don't think they understand me
Checks and deposits, young nigga swimmin' in them bands deep

Head on a swivel, opposition like a block away
Teeth grittin' off them X pills, so high that I couldn't concentrate
I'm TimTim Gang, don't add a K, 'cause I don't think that's smart to say
Rock out with that TEC, might make a nigga do the Harlem Shake
Make sure that grass low, keep your pole and always watch for snakes
Be careful who you trust, 'cause they'll cross you like Tim Hardaway
Impatient in the slums, I couldn't afford to let my mama wait
Long-distance relationship with God, so it get hard to pray
You can't really plan what's meant to be, I think they call it fate
Like girl, I love you, but it's only so much I can tolerate
Like girl, I love you, but it's only so much that my heart can take
Like let's give it a rest, girl, I just wanna give my heart a break

I heard he been dissin' on the squad, we left his man sleep
Duckin' silver bracelets, be precautious when the feds sweep
I want that brand new Bentley with the red seats
My pops was there for me, so I'll be damned I be a deadbeat, uh
When you said you loved me, girl, you scared me
I'm fakin' smiles, I'm hurt inside, can't let my fans see
They hear me talkin', but I don't think they understand me (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Checks and deposits, young nigga swimmin' in them bands deep

Fee say like two hundred racks, but the price keep goin' up
I'm the hottest out the 'Raq, they don't like me blowin' up
Back against the wall, no one to trust
Ain't no limit in these streets, can ride a bike you old enough
Gotta fight, no foldin' up, lack, pay the price, you know what's up
And when they say, "Who winnin'?" Bitch, act like you know it's us
From the soil, you gotta share the same scars to roll with us
Say it's smoke, then roll it up, off the Act', I'm pourin' up
It's crackin' where I'm from, watch what you throwin' up
Just reckless gangbangin', no big homies over us
'Fatuated by dollars, yeah, on that guap, I got a crush
Been racin' to millions, the money talks give me a rush

I heard he been dissin' on the squad, we left his man sleep
Duckin' silver bracelets, be precautious when the feds sweep
I want that brand new Bentley with the red seats
My pops was there for me, so I'll be damned I be a deadbeat, uh
When you said you loved me, girl, you scared me
I'm fakin' smiles, I'm hurt inside, can't let my fans see
They hear me talkin', but I don't think they understand me
Checks and deposits, young nigga swimmin' in them bands deep