ฟังเพลงNo Matter What (Explicit)

No Matter What (Explicit) - Polo G

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Nick Mira

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Nick Mira

Hahaha Nick you're stupid

We was taught to fight no matter what it ain't no givin' up

Never really knowin' it's your time you gotta live it up

Standin' on that corner like a rush and we can't get enough

War zone I'm on my way to school got my blicker tucked

Prayed to the Lord for better days felt like he skippin' us

You gon' either die or see the system ain't no slippin' up

In these streets

They'll take your life and they don't give a f**k

Ain't worried 'bout the opps

I just been tryna run my digits up

Lost touch with God I'm so happy that I found you

Money only change the ones around you

Nonbelievers listened to your dreams and they clowned you

All the same n***as showin' love used to doubt you

Feel out of place when all that fake love surround you

B***h I run my city they know who to give the crown to

My dawgs on go and it ain't s**t to bring them hounds through

We don't give a f**k we shed blood on that ground too

And when you fightin' for your life ain't no round two

In the hood watchin' my big homies pushin' pounds through

Used to daydream of shinin' in the hood with these bands

Tryna leave these hard times and run through millis with my friends

But my homies died young and that wasn't part of the plan

Flyin' on these planes wish I could reach and touch your hand

I don't wanna be awake that's why I keep poppin' these Xans

My girl heart became a weakness I did everything I can

We was taught to fight no matter what it ain't no givin' up

Never really knowin' it's your time you gotta live it up

Standin' on that corner like a rush and we can't get enough

War zone I'm on my way to school got my blicker tucked

Prayed to the Lord for better days felt like he skippin' us

You gon' either die or see the system ain't no slippin' up

In these streets

They'll take your life and they don't give a f**k

Ain't worried 'bout the opps

I just been tryna run my digits up

All my shorties know it's spark load that 40 up and spray it

Tweak with the squad and we start clappin' like a standin' ovation

Doin' all this sinnin'

Feelin' like I'm gettin' close to satan

This street's a dirty ho

Give her your heart and she gon' break it

Just wanted to be rich was out there hustlin' with frustration

Felt like I was behind

So I got tired of being patient

If your mind stuck on the finer things

Then you supposed to chase it

Ridin' in that brand new Bimmer I feel motivated

Fake n***as show support but deep inside I know they hate it

F**k the industry it's all cap this s**t overrated

Promise I'm gon' be the greatest 'til it ain't no more debatin'

Prodigy a young king

That's what my mama cultivated

In that cell public defender tried to offer me probation

Now I step out on that stage and see a thousand different faces

Thinkin' 'bout my life

I probably would have died if I ain't make it

R.I.P. TimTim I remember our last conversation

We was taught to fight no matter what it ain't no givin' up

Never really knowin' it's your time you gotta live it up

Standin' on that corner like a rush and we can't get enough

War zone I'm on my way to school got my blicker tucked

Prayed to the Lord for better days felt like he skippin' us

You gon' either die or see the system ain't no slippin' up

In these streets

They'll take your life and they don't give a f**k

Ain't worried 'bout the opps I just been tryna run my digits up