Polo G - Piano G Instrumental This was exhausting to make because of all of the piano mix-ups. Mad respect to the original creator of this beat! Hope you enjoy!
[Intro] (Oh yeah, I'm finna make a banger with this one) (DJ on the beat so it’s a banger) [Chorus] He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me” Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats [Verse 1] Stickin’ to my .40 like a Velcro strap Don’t go tweakin’ wit my shorties or them shells gon’ clap Swing that red beam, leave yo' head in yo' lap My nigga institutionalized in them cell doors trapped Free all them real niggas locked away Still slavery, it’s just modern day Married the game, now we partin’ ways Do it for gang, that’s the hardest phase They let it bang, yeah them Glocks’ll spray, oh Had it hard, so my heart, kinda heavy and I’m scarred ‘Cause deep feelings like machete, finally made it pourin’ champagne on my prezi I can only give you my all if you let me, uh, uh, uh [Chorus] He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me” Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats [Verse 2] And I wonder, "Would the love be the same?" If I couldn’t make no more hits I hit the stu’ all the time with a dream in my eyes Tryna ball like a number one pick They don’t really know ‘bout the nights I cried Just to put this Cartier on my wrist I’ll give up every last chain just to give my grandma one more kiss One minute you here then you gone 'Lotta shit just happen so quick But as life goes on, more niggas just fade away out them pics Lookin’ back on them times I ain’t have no luck on my side Used to wonder how bad it can get Tryna find my place in this world Used to wonder was I ever gon’ fit Every day high as hell just takin’ up space on the block I ain’t even have no blick Same niggas yellin’ bro and shit, it was jokes and shit Used to laugh when I’m like shit On jam, I risk it all for the gang Still be the one niggas won’t miss I was in denial runnin’ from reality, a lotta shit I ain’t wanna admit, uh [Chorus] He had it hard, now he just tellin’ his story Speak from the heart and I just tell ‘em “Record me” Five was my nigga ever since we was shorties Living lawless, we don’t respect no authority My paper straight, can’t put these hoes for my priorities I’m trapped inside 'cause I don’t know who really for me No, I ain’t trippin’, I just play this shit accordingly Trapped in the field, he got blood on his cleats
