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I really ain’t the same no more🖤

Hope this go on the delux

still his best song. shit sad that he can’t clear the sample

Did he use a type beat for this? If he did anyone got the vid cuz I’m tryna remaster this better

Slowed reverb version 🫡

top 2 polo g

No lie 🔥

Da Goat 1300%

2024 still slap

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Brooo scoreyd unreleased songs are getting more views than his recent music videos 😭😭

Ngl shit is fire had to stop working brrh shit you can feel this right here

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Intro just hit difffffff 😆😮‍💨

Scorey is so underrated it's crazy

[Intro] (Haha, Wavvy) Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh (Damn, Mikey) Oh, oh [Chorus] Don't matter 'bout sun or snow, we all ten toes My goons don't hibernate Woke up, thought 'bout throwin' my life away This .40 cook shit like a microwave But I'm on the road to riches, dollar signs on my license plate They weren't supportin' us Fuck you and I mean that shit in the nicest way Slide back-to-back, like night and day Got hot shit, like a fireplace Right up in the slums, with my pipe on waist He get penalized if he violate, uh That Chick Angel 'One Margarita (Margarita Song)' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius... [Verse] But fuck that shit, how I hate and I love that bitch A lot of people I love, I missed A lot of people I cut off quick Angry cries when my bros got hit Lord, I keep takin' drugs, I'm sick VVS when I flood my wrist Got it straight out the mud, I'm rich, uh Got it straight out the mud, I'm rich, uh, uh, uh Don't think they really know, how this shit really go This street shit gettin' old, ain't stickin' to the code Your niggas never rode, my niggas never fold Them killers gettin' more, they tryna get your soul Don't give a fuck 'bout one body, they tryna catch some more I'm haunted, I see dead people right here in this gold I'm haunted, I see dead people right here in this gold [Open Verse] [Chorus] Don't matter 'bout sun or snow, we all ten toes My goons don't hibernate Woke up, thought 'bout throwin' my life away This .40 cook shit like a microwave But I'm on the road to riches, dollar signs on my license plate They weren't supportin' us Fuck you and I mean that shit in the nicest way Slide back-to-back, like night and day Got hot shit, like a fireplace Right up in the slums, with my pipe on waist He get penalized if he violate, uh

VVS when i flood my wrist

back to this glory of a song.. you did a hell of a job on makin this song!! so relatable its insane

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[Intro: Polo G] (Haha, Wavvy) Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh Uh-uh, uh (Damn, Mikey) Oh, oh [Chorus: Polo G] Don't matter 'bout sun or snow, we all ten toes My goons don't hibernate Woke up, thought 'bout throwin' my life away This .40 cook shit like a microwave But I'm on the road to riches, dollar signs on my license plate They weren't supportin' us Fuck you and I mean that shit in the nicest way Slide back-to-back, like night and day Got hot shit, like a fireplace Right up in the slums, with my pipe on waist He get penalized if he violate, uh [Refrain: Polo G] But fuck that shit, how I hate and I love that bitch A lot of people I love, I missed A lot of people I cut off quick Angry cries when my bros got hit Lord, I keep takin' drugs, I'm sick VVS when I flood my wrist Got it straight out the mud, I'm rich, uh Got it straight out the mud, I'm rich, uh, uh, uh [Chorus: Polo G] Don't matter 'bout sun or snow, we all ten toes My goons don't hibernate Woke up, thought 'bout throwin' my life away This .40 cook shit like a microwave But I'm on the road to riches, dollar signs on my license plate They weren't supportin' us Fuck you and I mean that shit in the nicest way Slide back-to-back, like night and day Got hot shit, like a fireplace Right up in the slums, with my pipe on waist He get penalized if he violate [Bridge: Polo G] Don't think they really know, how this shit really go This street shit gettin' old, ain't stickin' to the code Your niggas never rode, my niggas never fold Them killers gettin' more, they tryna get your soul Don't give a fuck 'bout one body, they tryna catch some more I'm haunted, I see dead people right here in this gold [Refrain: Polo G] But fuck that shit, how I hate and I love that bitch A lot of people I love, I missed A lot of people I cut off quick Angry cries when my bros got hit Lord, I keep takin' drugs, I'm sick VVS when I flood my wrist Got it straight out the mud, I'm rich, uh Got it straight out the mud, I'm rich, uh, uh, uh [Chorus] Don't matter 'bout sun or snow, we all ten toes My goons don't hibernate Woke up, thought 'bout throwin' my life away This .40 cook shit like a microwave But I'm on the road to riches, dollar signs on my license plate They weren't supportin' us Fuck you and I mean that shit in the nicest way Slide back-to-back, like night and day Got hot shit, like a fireplace Right up in the slums, with my pipe on waist He get penalized if he violate, uh

[Intro] JD On Tha Track Dmac on the fuckin' track [Verse 1: Polo G] My home was toxic from my thoughts, my family livin' foul Nerves on the edge, I hope my daddy put that liquor down Forgot about me, I start shinin', they remember now She tried to play me, guess it's safe to say that bitch a clown If I put my lil' brothers on a hit, then they gon' clear a crowd Don't do no talkin', just gon' blick 'em down You would think that Glizzy battle rap the way it spittin' rounds Crayon's, kick out that choppa, make 'em spin around Knock all the breath out his body 'fore he hit the ground They got my dawgs locked away like they in the pound Screamin', "Free Lil' Wooski out that Otty," that lil' nigga wild Too many charges at once, that's an expensive trial [Chorus: Polo G] Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payroll Feel like his life ain't got no purpose, he just take souls Ain't tryna feel a breeze when he hang out that Durango R.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin' halos Know his mama broken-hearted, it's another case closed Turn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoes Runnin' from the spotlight, I been tryna lay low Just wanted peace of mind, that's the only thing I pray for [Verse 2: Polo G] Ain't got no opps in Cali', still clutchin' as I cruise the streets My nina'll fuck you, but this new Glock .22 a freak And no, I'm not a killer, but just don't reach for these Cuban links Gotta get back home, I can't think twice if it's you or me Bitch, I had to boss up just to shit on who I used to be Stressed 'cause my plate full, but hated when there wasn't no food to eat Hope my niggas real, sometimes I don't know if they usin' me Thought I was abusin' drugs but really they abusin' me Percocet dreams got me hummin' in my sleep Your sex is so addictive, got you runnin' when I'm deep Grab that mask and it's a drill, choppa drummin' out that Jeep Glizzy beat box in your air, I name my .40 Biz Markie [Chorus: Polo G] Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payroll Feel like his life ain't got no purpose, he just take souls Ain't tryna feel a breeze when he hang out that Durango R.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin' halos Know his mama broken-hearted, it's another case closed Turn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoes Runnin' from the spotlight, I been tryna lay low Just wanted peace of mind, that's the only thing I pray for

This is one of the hardest polo songs I've heard and the shit is unreleased smh

Gangster

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This song means more than anyone knows 💯

FIIIIIRE

This is almost at 1M views and its unreleased

Polo CAPALOT 1300!!!

The best

Nice

Repeat 🧎🏽‍♂️✅

Literally my favorite song ever made

INSTRUMENTAL on my Channel.

700k and unrealeased finna go crazy

Could never be blood cuz my middle name is BLUE... FR NO CAP

I'm haunted I see dead ppl riding in this ghost

Who else came from shotbygeek

Give your life to Jesus he died on the cross for you

Wow last part had me thinking bout my brother miss him like mf

Mane I'm going thru some with this female and I needed to hear this falling to hard ... I hate that shit trying to stop that mf try to take advantage of you

Dreads shakin out the window when we roll em down 🔥

bro got us listening to musik on youtube 😭😂 pleeease drop this masterpice🔥🙌🏼

I jump on the golf course n JAMMM ANY POLO G !

This got 11k likes now sick

My favorite unreleased 🎵 💥

Nah this shit is hard

Hi everyone who's a fan of POLO G THE MFKN 🐐💯😁

I thought about vr crowd simulator crowds up to 80,000 people can practice wrapping on stage and shit

Tired of going to genius for lyrics and end up mumbling in the spots that sound wrong to me. If anyone can tell me what he says in this line or any other, i will edit if it sounds right. (On rich and white, we making mills in that hall) These lyrics are copied from genius but i corrected the shit that sounded wrong to me Much time moving on (Shout out to Shaun 2 Krazy) Tried a couple of therapists Even got rid of some stuff It's like my mind got a mind of its own ’Cause I've been busy getting over Getting over someone [Chorus: Scorey & SHY Martin] 'Cause I’m scared to let go And my heart is struggling Not to get hurt again Just take it slow [Verse 1: Scorey] Just take it, uh, just take it slow Moms praying all night that I make it home Post up on that block, I got some pills in my chrome Let them hollows hit his head, them bullets fill in his dome Fuck the fame, if they free him, I'ma still get 'em gone And fuck the gamе, I'm in that field tryna ball On rich and white, we making mills in that hall Evеn if we not together, when it's real can I call? Washy bound to let like thirty bullet spill from that AUG Slide the door and if we see him on his heels when he hall Leah died when we was young we rockin teal in the fall 'Member crying in my room, I left some tears on that wall I can't lie, I just got tired of the streets, survive with my heat I just wanna see all my niggas alive who deceased I can’t name a single time that I done lied on that beat R.I.P. my nigga Zach, I think he died in that seat, woah [Chorus: Scorey & SHY Martin] ’Cause I'm scared to let go And my heart is struggling Not to get hurt again Just take it slow [Verse 2: Scorey] Just take it, uh, just take it slow Lord, I miss my niggas, it been way too long I miss waking up to see your name in my phone He was with me totin’ torches when that flame getting thrown Close my eyes, I hear that basketball dribble Bags of some Skittles See you waiting on that curb to let your dad come and get you I might black if they diss you, can't take back what they did you I might crack in this issue, I can't act, bro, I miss you Sleeping on that couch, to see you snoring loud in it Or Laughing on that porch, rain pouring, down chilling I stop myself from speaking about you, can't announce feelings I don’t want them getting satisfaction that them clowns did it Wake up hearing rounds spitting, uh Since you been gone, thats what, niggas been on I wish you could hit my phone, I miss you, it been too long, bro Tears falling, I wish you could hear this song tho nigga, it been a long road, oh

Protect this man at all cost. 💯