[Chorus: Polo G]
Take a look in his eyes
Can't you see I'm dying inside?
Keep fallin', uh
Rain drops keep fallin', uh, uh
And I know you're in paradise
I'm numb to the pain from all this ice
I'm fallin', uh
Rain drops keep fallin', uh, um
[Verse 1: Polo G]
When they told me that B Money died
Felt my heart cry and my soul leave
They only spectate from the nosebleeds
I'm the chosen one, God chose me
Couple Glocks fire and we throw Bs, uh
No, we really don't grieve
Had to really get my hands dirty
Got mud on my long sleeve
I miss back then when I was innocent
And the price of living, it was so chеap
Got a skеleton in my closet
Streets killеd him, that was the old mе
Tryna stay sleep off them Xanax
Almost checked out when I OD'd
When I came up then they came around
I got counted out, now they owe me
Vicious to the opps, lover to my bitch
She gon' scream loud when I stroke deep
I hate to see my name in the blogs
So that's why I try and stay low-key
From the north side, home to candy man
But I'll be damned if I ever go sweet
He get hawked down, he got slow feet
Hear that Glock sound, now he won't breathe (Uh)
Take a look in his eyes
Can't you see I'm dying inside?
Keep fallin', uh
Rain drops keep fallin', uh, uh
And I know you're in paradise
I'm numb to the pain from all this ice
I'm fallin', uh
Rain drops keep fallin', uh, um
[Verse 1: Polo G]
When they told me that B Money died
Felt my heart cry and my soul leave
They only spectate from the nosebleeds
I'm the chosen one, God chose me
Couple Glocks fire and we throw Bs, uh
No, we really don't grieve
Had to really get my hands dirty
Got mud on my long sleeve
I miss back then when I was innocent
And the price of living, it was so chеap
Got a skеleton in my closet
Streets killеd him, that was the old mе
Tryna stay sleep off them Xanax
Almost checked out when I OD'd
When I came up then they came around
I got counted out, now they owe me
Vicious to the opps, lover to my bitch
She gon' scream loud when I stroke deep
I hate to see my name in the blogs
So that's why I try and stay low-key
From the north side, home to candy man
But I'll be damned if I ever go sweet
He get hawked down, he got slow feet
Hear that Glock sound, now he won't breathe (Uh)
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