Polo G - Distraction
Lyrics
808 Mafia
Uh
How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent
Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happen
Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh)
You play, I'm lettin' you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin
They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rapping?
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PLAYING[Verse 1]
If I tell my stepper, "Come and slide," then he coming
And I know it's fucked up how he daily out there huntin'
Heartless living, savage life, that's just how he bummin'
But shit, at least it's a nigga I can count on for something, no
We let thеm cannons spark, play with us, get punished, uh
We rеally had it hard, now blessings abundant
Can tell I hit the top, now they can't wait to see me plummet
Like for every win, another L come punch me in my stomach
I couldn't even enjoy my birthday, bitch come to me about assumptions
They can't talk wit' me on my worst day, I done ran it up, all hundreds
Hard times spent, it's the worst pain and you never get to refund it, uh
How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent
Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happen
Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh)
You play, I'm lettin' you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin
They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rapping?
Yeah, these my new blicks, hit they block with two switches-
It make my shottas shoot different
We can empty out two hunnid shots in less than two minutes
Hope when I'm talkin' you listen 'cause I'm just hoping you get it
I tell my nigga 'bout hisself, it ain't got nothing to do wit' it
And you can't call my phone for help, that's if I heard that you snitchin'
Don't speak on bodies on your belt
This just ain't how we do business, uh
Bad news turn your whole day tragic
Left my heart on that notepad and that.. still wasn't enough
Lotta snakes bites, got low grass, can't feel or trust
How I go so hard, they still discredit my talent
Took shit too far, now they regrettin' what happen
Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage (Uh, uh)
You play, I'm lettin' you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin
They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rapping?
