Polo G - With You Instrumental (by The Remover8) 

This beat Its mad pretty

[Chorus] Seem like I been through my longest nights with you Uh, uh, it seem like I been livin' all my life with you Uh, uh, askin' why did you leave, but there is no right excuse Uh, I know the hardest thing is to sacrifice and lose [Verse 1] Uh, free them real members, Lil Jo on that jail call I'm with some real killers, they'll knock your bell off Uh, better duck your taco when 'em shells toss Am I gon' bitch up when them shots blow? Nigga, hell nah Was ten toes, even on Monday nights, I used to sell raw 'Member I couldn't make bond, now it don't matter what my bail cost Foenem trappin' Ps, 'nother shipment just got mailed off Do this shit with ease, that's what I been tryna tell y'all But fuck it, let's show 'em See a opp we blow him, let off shots, we scorin', uh Red tips on 'em hollows to him, bad lil' bitch backdoorin'

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I had seen a lot of shit and I was only eight
Seen my uncle in a casket with a stale face
Block souveniers, pickin' up a shell case
Trigger squeezed, drop him off in front of hell gates
Imposter, he ain't never sell weight
Was tryna see the type of numbers make the scale break
Dummy, you're a Wiseman, what that cell make
Fuck school, I learned a lot from my cellmates Verse I'm a guy, you ain't really gotta pray for me
F&N under my pillow when I lay asleep
We been rockin' out like it's Rolling Loud
Clapping like a stripper, always keep a polе around
Thrash shaker hanging out the window when wе roll him down
My niggas so nonchalant while they smoke a pound
Standin' on the couch, liquor on her blouse
Now she showing out, bitches going down
If they didn't know, I bet they know me now
Let this bitch blow, and now he on the clouds
With my shooter's blicks out we on defense
Tryna figure shit out on the deep end Chorus I had seen a lot of shit and I was only eight
Seen my uncle in a casket with a stale face
Block souveniers, pickin' up a shell case
Trigger squeezed, drop him off in front of hell gates
Imposter, he ain't never sell weight
Was tryna see the type of numbers make the scale break
Dummy, you're a Wiseman, what that cell make
Fuck school, I learned a lot from my cellmates I'm a guy, you ain't really gotta pray for me
F&N under my pillow when I lay asleep
We been rockin' out like it's Rolling Loud
Clapping like a stripper, always keep a polе around
Thrash shaker hanging out the window when wе roll him down
My niggas so nonchalant while they smoke a pound
Standin' on the couch, liquor on her blouse
Now she showing out, bitches going down
If they didn't know, I bet they know me now
Let this bitch blow, and now he on the clouds
With my shooter's blicks out we on defense
Tryna figure shit out on the deep end I had seen a lot of shit and I was only eight
Seen my uncle in a casket with a stale face
Block souveniers, pickin' up a shell case
Trigger squeezed, drop him off in front of hell gates
Imposter, he ain't never sell weight
Was tryna see the type of numbers make the scale break
Dummy, you're a Wiseman, what that cell make
Fuck school, I learned a lot from my cellmates