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Darkside

Track byPolo G

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  • 2024.08.09
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Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost I just wanted piece of mind from all these suicidal thoughts Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk In the slums, that's where his heart lies Tryna find his way out in the dark side Lately, I've been out of touch with all my feelings So when you say you love me, I don't get it I don't try to act like I'm above 'em, I'm just different And I'm boolin' with my Bloods, know how we drippin' Fuck them niggas forever, I'm holdin' grudges with my gremlins Bitch, I'm strapped up like a stud, I'm pistol grippin' We'll let the whole clip off in the club like fuck a snippet Shit been crazy, I've been tryna tell my thugs to stop the killin' I just hope them gangster angels come and hug him while he drillin' I might never cough again from all that mud that I was sippin' Missin' school every day, but on that block, perfect attendance Bein' broke the root of evil, it'll turn you to a menace It's so hard to beat the odds when we was taught to be statistics In this life, you only see the graveyard or go to prison I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost I just wanted piece of mind from all these suicidal thoughts Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk In the slums, that's where his heart lies Tryna find his way out in the dark side All alone without no friends, I wish I could be cool with everybody Thinkin' 'bout them snakes, I wish I would be cool with everybody Appreciate this life 'cause I done seen dead bodies Foenem keep slidin' with them sticks, but they ain't playin' hockey I contemplate 'fore every move, can't never play it sloppy Confuse my confidence with arrogance like he so damn cocky I beat it up just off my name, I'm abusin' my power As a kid, I saw my grandmama abusin' that powder Nobody God, fuck the fame, G22 in my trousers Cause hate the other side, for fun, he shoot at them cowards They just steady hittin' blocks and they might do that for hours Them hollows rain, he better hope he bulletproof in that shower I'm the type to prove it, I don't talk It don't matter what he do, it's all his fault Stick together as one, it's still confusin' how we lost I just wanted piece of mind from all these suicidal thoughts Off the porch, to rob and shoot all he was taught He was cappin', bust that U-ey, now he caught Think it's sweet 'cause he just coolin' while we stalk Yellow tape, his body fluid move across that chalk In the slums, that's where his heart lies Tryna find his way out in the dark side

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