My All Lyrics – Polo G
Love could have you in a trance, you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one
*** on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it’s when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful *** my all, that wasn’t enough for her
No, I swear these hoes, you can’t trust them
Baby, I don’t want relations, I’m just tryna *** somethin’
I’m just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
I hate that I was too deep in, so young
I done spent two-thirty on a brand new Richard Mille
I been turnt up, I’m the youngest and the richest in my city
All on Twitter, on my ***, because that *** can’t get up with me
This rapper lifestyle lit, called it a quits and now she ***, uh
In my bag, not in my feelings, do I miss it? No, not really
And I know these niggas envy so I’m clutchin’ on my semi
With my goon squad, and we won’t catch a temp so please, don’t tempt me
Glock gon’ do its job and bro gon’ blow that *** ’til it get empty
And for bro, I’d give my kidney up, shots, that’s a hundred-sixty plus
Me and Liv just *** Philly up, *** hoes, I done bust plenty nuts
My [?] on zero, not no hero, ***, I don’t give any ***
Adrenaline, that’s why my fit gon’ spazz out and let glizzies bust
Love could have you in a trance, you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one
*** on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it’s when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful *** my all, that wasn’t enough for her
No, I swear these hoes, you can’t trust them
Baby, I don’t want relations, I’m just tryna *** somethin’
I’m just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
I hate that I was too deep in, so young
Casamigos sippin’, I’m so in it, I can’t speak proper
She be doin’ *** from block to block ’cause she’s a street hopper
1300, baby boo got love from all the re-rockers
Them slatt’ll a stamp a hits, ain’t gotta ask who did it, we shot you
*** any of them and lil’ bad ***, you gon’ get your hood hand
How to watch ’em gettin’ put in the grave, them the same niggas I stood with
Bro’nem tryna ease that pain, every time that them ones [?]
Accept all my mistakes, it’s just one thing I wish I could fix
Niggas did way too much talkin’, it’s a lot of dead opps that I should diss
And really I be humble, it’s a lot of hoes that I could hit
‘Fore I fall off or stumble, we extort niggas on some Suge ***
How the *** you gon’ speak on what I did with my chances, you ain’t never took risk
Love could have you in a trance, you need to desperately wake up from
When it was time to dance, could always count on you to be my plus one
*** on cloud nine from stomach butterflies, it’s when that rush come
I gave that ungrateful *** my all, that wasn’t enough for her
No, I swear these hoes, you can’t trust them
Baby, I don’t want relations, I’m just tryna *** somethin’
I’m just tryna drop a hit and make the club jump
I hate that I was too deep in, so young