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Polo G & Southside – Distraction Lyrics

  • May 26, 2022

Polo G & Southside – Distraction Lyrics

808 Mafia
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Cap’ go so hard they still discredit my talent
Took shit too far, now they regrettin’ what happen
Hard for my mama to accept I’m a savage (Uh, uh)
You play, I’m lettin’ you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
Them shots let off, there’s too much blood for one napkin
They claim we locked in, what if I wasn’t rapping?
Fiend for that Ecstasy, could keep from relapsing
Bring out the best of me, it be a distraction, uh

If I tell my stepper, “Come and slide,” then he coming
And I know it’s fucked up how he daily out there huntin’
Heartless living, savage life, that’s just how he bommin’
But shit, at least it’s a nigga I can count on for something, no
We left them candles spark, play with us, get punished, uh
We really had it hard, now blessings abundant
Can’t tell I hit the top, nah, they can’t wait to see me plummet
Like for every win, another L come puncture me in my stomach
I couldn’t even enjoy my birthday, bitch come to me about assumptions
They can’t talk wit’ me on my worst day, I done ran it up, all hunndreds
Baby, Chiraq is my birthplace, if we got a problem, we slump it
Hard times spent, it’s the worst pain and you never get to refund it, uh

Cap’ go so hard they still discredit my talent
Took shit too far, now they regrettin’ what happen
Hard for my mama to accept I’m a savage (Uh, uh)
You play, I’m lettin’ you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
Them shots let off there’s too much blood for one napkin
They claim we locked in, what if I wasn’t rapping?
Fiend for that Ecstasy, could keep from relapsing
Bring out the best of me, it be a distraction, no, uh

Twin Glocks hit his head, some memories
Yeah, these my new blicks, hit they block with two switches
They make my shottas shoot different
We can empty out two hunnid shots in less than two minutes
And B’ was one of ours, so that shouldn’t be a name that you mention
Hope when I’m talkin’ you listen ’cause I’m just hoping you get it
I tell my nigga ’bout himself, he ain’t got nothing to do wit’ it
And you can’t call my phone for help, that’s if I heard that you snitchin’
Don’t speak on bodies on your block
This just ain’t how we do business, uh
Bad news turn your whole day tragic
All they heard was that K clappin’
Any problem, we steppin’ up like the crate challenge
My heart on that notepad and still runnin’ up
Lotta snakes bites, got low grass, can’t feel our trust

Cap’ go so hard they still discredit my talent
Took shit too far, now they regrettin’ what happen
Hard for my mama to accept I’m a savage (Uh, uh)
You play, I’m lettin’ you have it (Uh, uh-uh-uh)
Them shots let off there’s too much blood for one napkin
They claim we locked in, what if I wasn’t rapping?
Fiend for that Ecstasy, could keep from relapsing
Bring out the best of me, it be a distraction, uh

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