Polo & Shell Tops

Yeah, yeah

I remember

I remember nights I used to sell rock

posted on the 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 niggas play that block and get they bell rocked

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

Tryna get it, Dickies on and my fitted

Gun in my draws, ducking the law, I'm all with it

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

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

Cause the OG's sold keys and I had no cheese

Coppers lock me, beat me down like I was Cochise

Old fiends coppin' work through their old dreams

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

Niggas serving niggas moms just to make a flip

Homies murder other homies just to make a brick

Most my niggas done got busted tryna take a hit

The feds were lurking, we was serving, they was taking flicks

This how it goes down in the jungle

Where niggas learn to shoot before they could rumble

Cops rushing, 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 neighbours 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 niggas wanna kill me, we was cool first

And when it comes 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 dolla

Running from the law, scuffing up my Pradas

Crack all in my draws, tryna make a profit

All I wanted was some shells and some Polo for my closet, aww

Drug money, turn to blood money

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

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

To get my niggas right, my niggas for life!

This how it goes down in the jungle

Where niggas learn to shoot before they could rumble

Cops rushing, 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