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Mpmania Mix 39

Mpmania Mix 39

Polo G – Suicide (ft. Lil Tjay) (Audio, Lyrics)

Listen to Polo G’s “Suicide” song with Lil Tjay. The song was produced Haze, Reapyy, Einer Bankz & Shoki. Read the lyrics, stream, buy, mp3 download.

Polo G Suicide

Polo G Suicide

Polo G has continuously brought dope music to the table throughout his young career. The artist has quite a few hits under his belt and after dropping Hall Of Fame earlier this year, he knew he had to come back with even more heat. This ultimately led to the deluxe project Hall Of Fame 2.0 which comes with 14 new tracks. There are some dope features throughout the tracklist here, including the song “Suicide” which features New York crooner Lil Tjay.

This song feels like your prototypical Polo G effort as we are met with some piano keys and even some nice guitar loops. From there, both artists offer up some emotional bars that will immediately hit you in the gut. Both artists talk about gang life and their upbringing, and as you will realize, the bars fit the instrumental perfectly.

Polo G – Suicide (ft. Lil Tjay) (prod. Haze, Reapyy, Einer Bankz & Shoki)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Reapyy)
(Haze, call me back)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Ayo, Shoki, this go crazy!)

[Chorus: Polo G]
My mama told me, “Fuck a friend, they be choosin’ sides”
Hate to admit it, but it turns out that you was right
Fuck the police ’cause they act like everything we do a crime
Free all my niggas up the road, yeah, there’s doin’ time
I’m in the trenches with the goons who be shootin’ pipes
They flip this bitch and every tool gon’ get utilized
Ayy, don’t you know that tryin’ us is suicide?
Ayy, listen, don’t you know that tryin’ us, that’s suicide?

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
We don’t play shit ain’t allowed
Disrespect, I bet .40 go “Baow”
Been a minute, ain’t drop in a while
But somethin’ keep tellin’ me “Fuck them, play foul”
Young and just twenty bitches in my city
Made it this far and I stuck to the vow
I ain’t changin’ for nothin’, they see how I’m comin’
I got here myself, they like “How?”
I was hungry, out there tryna eat
Hit the studio, it’s pockets of loud
Now it’s fucked up for lunch since a child
Wake up and the chef throwin’ shit down
That nigga lavish livin’, but I’m savage livin’
I be runnin’ it up way more than miles
Get the fuck out my face with them smiles
You don’t want beef no more, you better bow
Young nigga, treacherous how I move, it’s my style
If you just here lookin’, don’t think about bookin’
Just know ain’t no pattin’ me down
Know the police be watchin’ my moves
In too deep, I can’t turn it around
‘Cause I keep on takin’ that risk
I know niggas pray to see me in the ground

[Chorus: Polo G]
Uh, my mama told me, “Fuck a friend, they be choosin’ sides”
Hate to admit it, but it turns out that you was right
Fuck the police ’cause they act like everything we do a crime
Free all my niggas up the road, yeah, there’s doin’ time
I’m in the trenches with the goons who be shootin’ pipes
They flip this bitch and every tool gon’ get utilized
Ayy, don’t you know that tryin’ us is suicide?
Ayy, listen, don’t you know that tryin’ us, that’s suicide?

[Verse 2: Polo G]
For B Money, throwin’ Bs, TTG, that be the mafia
R.I.P. to 3, if he was alive, he would’ve shot at ya
My lil’ shorty T, he gon’ squeeze and lift that chopper up
Ten thousand degrees so I ain’t can’t see a team that’s hot as us
Slide, slide, foenem up them beams, we gon’ dot ’em up
Five guys, if you want that beef, we gon’ chop it up
Hoodies on like Assassin’s Creed, we keep Glocks with us
Grippin’ chrome like that’s all I need to get the opps to flux
Empty promises, it’s like I’m starin’ at a blank note
How my block get rich? That come from chasin’ them pesos
Don’t do politics, I only hang with my Draco
We start poppin’ shit, you know I can’t go, I can’t go

[Chorus: Polo G]
My mama told me, “Fuck a friend, they be choosin’ sides”
Hate to admit it, but it turns out that you was right
Fuck the police ’cause they act like everything we do a crime
Free all my niggas up the road, yeah, there’s doin’ time
I’m in the trenches with the goons who be shootin’ pipes
They flip this bitch and every tool gon’ get utilized
Ayy, don’t you know that tryin’ us is suicide?
Ayy, listen, don’t you know that tryin’ us, that’s suicide?

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