Sorrows ft. Polly Tha Don Lyrics

Some of my niggas ain't make it

Pour a four light a blunt and get faded

Jumping in when we knew it was dangerous

Swimming with sharks while allergic to cages

Freestyling can't wet all my pages

Living fast everybody impatient

I'm from a city where niggas vacation

Come to the opposite side of the beach

Why don't they put my name all on tha check

When I've been working so hard harder then the vets

Cause all of my niggas be as solid as i am

We staying by Zion the goats and lions

But niggas stay lying and i don't cut grams

Slaughter the lambs

Wolfing the yams

Doing my dance

Walking my legs

Walking on hoes cause they needed they man

Had the train ran

Tossed like a pan

Need the plan

But I brought the clan

She just a fan

We slash in the van

Scouter report cause we Ain't do the scan

Swear the pussy was made down in China

The way that it push me kill em

Imported The new Ferragamo

With the Great Wall to protect em

The hood got them hitters for hire

We tired of viewer discretion

But here we still dealing with the fire

Off some 2 cent expenses

Fortunes for Jordan

And boosting the foreign relations

Rodman ain't ask those patrons

When we gonna need the donations

When we gon need reparations

But earthquakes and we give our paychecks

Some of my niggas ain't make it

Pour a four light a blunt and get faded

Jumping in when we knew it was dangerous

Swimming with sharks while allergic to cages

Freestyling can't wet all my pages

Living fast everybody impatient

I'm from a city where niggas vacation

Come to the opposite side of the beach

We got them choppers to put you to sleep

Know me a doctor to take out them organs for cheap

Eat you like lobster hand me the garlic and sprinkle the cheese

Handing my homie from charlotte the carbon

He said that he gonna squeeze it for me

Unload the clip and then going for three

Upload the clip of me chopping off your feet

Stem from a long line of kings with no singing

Made ya breath in yo crown fore the shots hit the ceiling

Dust on my rags, Dave in his bags

While my skin growing thicker say I don't got feelings

Niggas still peeling

Been on my shit since I dropped a great feeling

Volunteering for briefing they speaking

Guess it ain't panned out

Doc looking at me like how I got the plan now

Boy I am an artist I ain't shit when I'm putting the pen down

Only showing my promise I ain't know niggas expected they hand outs

Cut em when niggas want to stand round

Fucking the city ass up with the head down

Born with the heat ain't no sesame street

Y'all learning your ways

But the blight all I see

Name Tamerlane so watch me to the T

Niggas be phasing but these hoes mooning me

Move like 7, 2 but I'm only 6 feet

Talked bout my height but y'all still ain't in sight

Bite hard y'all ain't use all y'all might

Lane looking bright when he wearing all white

If we get loose Tonight she gon wake by my side

She say she get tipsy it's only a pint

Born with a twin still one of a kind

Gold lined my polo my cloth gone shine

That if you was blind you still close yo blinds

Or I'm just def cause you saying ain't right

Cause what you saying ain't right