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Finer Things

Polo G

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Polo G - Finer Things (Official Video) 🎥By Ryan Lynch
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Songwriter
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, I know You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes And you gone do the dash if you see them blue lights A lot of people dying and it's a chance that you might You got God on your side but it's hard to do right Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like Tryna leave this in the past grinding for a new life Hard headed I grew up resilient It wasn't no heroes, so we look up to the villains For generations, bitch, my side of town been drillin' We been at war ever since them red buildings It's hard to make peace once blood get to spillin', ayy Lil Wooski get to shootin' like he filming Yeah, my friends died too, I know that feeling I'm popping ecstasy to help me with the healing Leah and lil baby my younger siblings I really love them, so I treat em' like my children Laylani told me stack them bands to the ceiling I switch my swag up, can't you tell the difference? I'm finna feed the whole gang with these millions I'm finna buy my whole hood with these millions Girl, if I give you my time, that's a prilvage But I can only give my heart to the realest Yeah, I know You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night Started hanging with the members, then you blew a few pipes And you gone do the dash if you see them blue lights A lot of people dying and it's a chance that you might You got God on your side, but it's hard to do right Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life Lately, I've been feeling like fuck the street, this shit a scam These days, if it ain't bout money, I don't give a damn I'm just gone get rich and fuck them plastic hoes on instagram Still with the gang though, one false move them killers blam Still on that same block for those who say that look for me I ain't sacrifice the shit I lost, it was took from me Almost went insane, went insane, went insane From all this pain, all this pain, all this pain Turned that pain into passion and made it happen Shout out to the ones who doubted me, they keep me laughing Sippin' on this codeine got me relaxing She say she like how I be swaggin', she love my fashion VVS my diamonds, my jewelry flashin' Drip so hard, I'm makin' puddles, bitch, my Gucci splashin' Fresh the death like my closet in a casket Fresh the death like my closet in a casket Yeah, I know You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes And you gone do the dash if you see them blue lights A lot of people dying and it's a chance that you might You got God on your side, but it's hard to do right Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life Ayy, grinding for a new life Grinding for a new life Grinding for a new life, ayy
Writer(s): Londen L Buckner, Taurus Bartlett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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