FreeGuap's video: Polo G - Inspiration Lyrics Official Audio

(Pre Chorus) Drip God! [Hook] Only chasing out the bands, fuck a hoe 22, Ima ball like a pro Got a check then I ran it up some more Like damn I remember we was poor Seen a lot I done been there before I only speak the things that I know Cut em off, and they true colors show Life goes on, people come and go Look at me grandmama I made it They ain't show us no love, now we famous Cali weather got me feeling amazing Over-time on the block I was slaving Now its meetings with rich Caucasians Young nigga rocked up brings the bands out every special occasion I'm just sharin' my story with you I shed some tears on this pages Trying to figure my own self out for some time I was going through some phases Had a whole lot of shit going on Just tryna adjust to them changes We miss church every Sunday on the streets it was shooters We was praisin' Momma left the streets Get a whole [?] and now its funeral arrangements Dark cloud on my head seems like everyday it was rainin' Book bro no flights to LA 'cuz I know the hood too dangerous I just want him to see better things 'cuz all my little niggas bangin' [Hook] Only chasing out the bands, fuck a hoe 22, Ima ball like a pro Got a check then I ran it up some more Like damn I remember we was poor Seen a lot I've been there before I only speak the things that I know Cut em off, and they true colors show Life goes on, people come and go Playin with the racks and we are in the wilnes We went from section 8 to millions Procrastination is a illness It's a lot of fake niggas in the sky Out here advertising the realness On a date with destiny and that bitch call me third wheelin' Duggin cops and drug dealin' Shots fired fell in love with guns we find them new Glocks appealin' We run around a block posted up in parking lots and buildings 2014 took our first loss and the opps start drillin' Now we see the G's out the fittest Beam thought this hell like crealin Was a snotty nose, wasn't shit to eat In them corner stores stealin' Miss the old days, where I'm from this sorta past put me in my feelings 4 hour flight away from the slums Up in Calabasas chillin' [Hook] Only chasing out the bands, fuck a hoe 22, Ima ball like a pro Got a check then I ran it up some more Like damn I remember we was poor Seen a lot I've been there before I only speak the things that I know Cut em off, and they true colors show Life goes and people come and go