[Intro]
(808 Mafia)
Uh
[Chorus: Polo G and Hunxho]
Made it way too far, it ain't no turnin’ back
Mama said, "Don't chase the block, you'll never find your worth in that"
Tryna beat the system, think I finally found the perfect hack
A few niggas, I miss ’em, shoot to kill 'em, how we learned to act
Blaming God, the whole time I was knowin' it was us
I wake up thinkin', "Make it far," and I remember we ain't that, just what we was
And I've been praying for my dogs, they in that field, still slingin' sticks like it's lacrosse
They telling me, "’Xho, you a rapper now," yeah, I know, but I still gave the streets my heart
[Verse 1: Polo G]
Uh, gave ’em my heart and I got nothin' in exchange
I played my part, but I can’t stomach all this pain
Days in the dark and we was stompin' in the rain
Know it get hard, but we still thuggin' to the grave, shit won't change
Starin’ at my call log
I grew anti-social and it's y'all fault
Always put in work, I never call off
Paid cash on all my cars bought
Livin' like a mob boss
Be quick to let some shots off every time some opps call
VVS for clarity, I think I need therapy
Poppin' all this ecstasy, she said, "Slow down, you scarin' me"
Yeah, I miss my broski through it all, bro, you was there with me
Even with my back against the wall, they don't compare to me
(808 Mafia)
Uh
[Chorus: Polo G and Hunxho]
Made it way too far, it ain't no turnin’ back
Mama said, "Don't chase the block, you'll never find your worth in that"
Tryna beat the system, think I finally found the perfect hack
A few niggas, I miss ’em, shoot to kill 'em, how we learned to act
Blaming God, the whole time I was knowin' it was us
I wake up thinkin', "Make it far," and I remember we ain't that, just what we was
And I've been praying for my dogs, they in that field, still slingin' sticks like it's lacrosse
They telling me, "’Xho, you a rapper now," yeah, I know, but I still gave the streets my heart
[Verse 1: Polo G]
Uh, gave ’em my heart and I got nothin' in exchange
I played my part, but I can’t stomach all this pain
Days in the dark and we was stompin' in the rain
Know it get hard, but we still thuggin' to the grave, shit won't change
Starin’ at my call log
I grew anti-social and it's y'all fault
Always put in work, I never call off
Paid cash on all my cars bought
Livin' like a mob boss
Be quick to let some shots off every time some opps call
VVS for clarity, I think I need therapy
Poppin' all this ecstasy, she said, "Slow down, you scarin' me"
Yeah, I miss my broski through it all, bro, you was there with me
Even with my back against the wall, they don't compare to me
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