Percocet Dreams (Remix) Polo G (Ft. Juice WRLD)

[Intro]
Domi let’s go!

[Chorus: Polo G]
Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payroll
Feel like his life ain't got no purpose, he just take souls
Ain't tryna feel a breeze when he hang out that Durango
R.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin' halos
Know his mama broken-hearted, it's another case closed
Turn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoes
Runnin' from the spotlight, I been tryna lay low
Just wanted peace of mind, that's the only thing I pray for

[Verse 1: Polo G]
Ain't got no opps in Cali', still clutchin' as I cruise the streets
My nina'll fuck you, but this new Glock .22 a freak
And no, I'm not a killer, but just don't reach for these Cuban links
Gotta get back home, I can't think twice if it's you or me
Bitch, I had to boss up just to shit on who I used to be
Stressed 'cause my plate full, but hated when there wasn't no food to eat
Hope my niggas real, sometimes I don't know if they usin' me
Thought I was abusin' drugs but really they abusin' me
Percocet dreams got me hummin' in my sleep
Your sex is so addictive, got you runnin' when I'm deep
Grab that mask and it's a drill, choppa drummin' out that Jeep
Glizzy beat box in your air, I name my .40 Biz Markie