R.I.P. To the Homies

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The Polynesian Collective

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Trappin' in the mornin', trappin' in the night
I keep a tight grip up on my Glock to keep that aim just right
To blast away all the evil that I see in sight
Feel like Batman, though sometimes, I dream of taking flight
When I’m in the streets, keep the game on lock, never talk
Not even the hoes, even talking hot, run them thots
Invested in the vest so you best not
Leave you realer than Swiss cheese if you get caught
Now they rolling up on me in every direction
Ran up to the spot to find they blocked the intersection
No question, Bane and his Henchmen
No time for flexing, only have a millisecond
Pulled out the strap, click-clacked to start pulling wigs back
Could’ve mistaken it for a graduation with the flying caps
Could’ve gone and ran, but I ain’t bout that
Looked 'em in they eye and grabbed my sack, cause
I didn’t choose this life, it chose me
Cause I keep on grinding and I know it plenty
You’ll never catch me sleepin', see you in the streets
RIP to the homies that are deceased
Pour one for the homies that are dead and gone
I used to feel sad but now I feel calm
Though my trigger finger itches to avenge them all
With the devil whisperin' in my ear you got no balls
I confess I committed many sins
Hoping the Lord gets bored counting and just simply forgives
I pray to the Glock every evening that the light he’ll let me in
But every person I watch dies, their light goes dim
It happens almost every time I squeeze the trigger
They say I’m rich cause with the Uzi I get over 10 figures
100 points for things that don't bother me while chasin' the scrilla
I often get this feeling, that I’m the realest one in here
One time for them who be locked up for crime
2 shots for them who snatched they dime
3 shots for them who went out like the samurai
4 shots for them who be slappin' this in they ride
I didn’t choose this life, it chose me
Cause I keep on grinding and I know it plenty
You’ll never catch me sleepin', see you in the streets
RIP to the homies that are deceased
I didn’t choose this life, it chose me
Cause I keep on grinding and I know it plenty
You’ll never catch me sleepin', see you in the streets
RIP to the homies that are deceased

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