Corrección Letra GDK Pt. 2 par Polo G

Regreso

Letra

Mm, mm, hmm
(D-Diego)
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)
Uh, uh

Subliminal signs got young kids contemplatin' homicides
Best fall in line, put in new racks like they sung him a lullaby
Came too far, it's too late to apologize
And I only hang around real Gs, I don't think he qualify
Rappers think they takin' me to school, turn this b*t*h to Columbine
Hopes to the heaven, devil on my name on that dotted line
Uh, they threw salt on my war wounds, I'm traumatized
So I'm stickin' to my guns, with my goons, I never compromise 'em

I remember high speeds on the jakes
I had a public defender on the case
I rеmember birthdays with no cake
Early morning trappеr, had a long day
Always moved at my own pace
Duckin' funerals when that chrome spray
Glizzy clappin' 'til his bones break
Headshot, make his dome shake
And shorty ain't got no guidance, he just doin' what his favorite song say
Ain't tryna leave his brothers behind, but he better run for his own sake
Can escape from out this sh*t or you can go the headstone way
Know the keys to life is wisdom but I know loyalty a strong trait
Life is a b*t*h that death might hold for ransom
Tryna get away, might go ghost in that Phantom
In it for a name, he just hope they stamp him
Hunnid on a chain, they like, "Oh, he handsome"
My b*t*h bad, spoiled brat, don't get away, she throw a tantrum
Uh, subliminal signs got young kids contemplatin' homicides
Best fall in line, put in new racks like they sung him a lullaby
Came too far, it's too late to apologize
And I only hang around real Gs, I don't think he qualify
Rappers think they takin' me to school, turn this b*t*h to Columbine
Hopes to the heaven, devil on my name on that dotted line
Uh, they threw salt on my war wounds, I'm traumatized
So I'm stickin' to my guns, with my goons, I never compromise 'em

[Open Verse]

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