Polo & Shell Tops

Yeah

Yeah

I remember

I remember nights I used to sell rock

Posted on a corner like a mailbox

First class ticket to a cell block

Just to get some Polo and some shell tops

Cold world, and they say Hell's hot

But it ain't hotter than that choppa when them shells drop

Man, I seen **** play that block and get they bell rocked

Cops cleared the scene and I was back by twelve o'clock

Try and get it, Dickies on and my fitted

Gun in my drawers, duckin' the law, I'm all with it

Money, cars, and clothes, I wanted 'em all, ****

I never was good at hoopin', I wanted to ball, ****

'Cause the OGs sold keys and I had no cheese

Coppers lock me, beat me down like I was Cochise

Old fields coppin' work through their old dreams

They got shattered, it ain't matter, 'cause we thirst cream

**** servin' **** moms just to make a flip

Homies murder other homies just to make a brick

Most my **** done got busted tryna take a hit

The feds were lurkin', we was servin', they was takin' flicks

This how it goes down in the jungle

Where **** learn to shoot before they could rumble

Cops rushin', they gon' kick in the front door

And if they chase, you better hope you don't stumble

I wanted Polo with some Shell Tops

I just wanted Polo and some Shell Tops

And I was out there tryna sell rocks

'Cause I wanted Polo and some Shell Tops

I done seen close neighbors lose hope

Fall victim to the streets and start to use dope

I used to load my gun before I went to school first

It's crazy **** wanna kill me, we was cool first

And when it come to friends, you can't let 'em too close

That's why they call 'em close friends

You turn your back, they move first

And I just bought a new Ghost

And a crib out on that new coast

And it all started from a dollar

Runnin' from the law, scuffin' up my Pradas

Crack all in my drawers, tryna make a profit

All I wanted was some shells and some Polo form my closet, oh

Drug money, turn to blood money

I only roll with **** that'll take a slug for me

No matter what it is, I'ma pay that bail money

To get my **** right, my **** for life

This how it goes down in the jungle

Where **** learn to shoot before they could rumble

Cops rushin', they gon' kick in the front door

And if they chase, you better hope you don't stumble

I wanted Polo with some Shell Tops

I just wanted Polo and some Shell Tops

And I was out there tryna sell rocks

'Cause I wanted Polo and some Shell Tops