Testo High Tolerance - Polo G
Testo della canzone High Tolerance (Polo G), tratta dall'album Hood Poet Black Heart Edition
Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
Uh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
Yeah, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
Yeah, uh (Yo, Ayo)
Fell in love with uppers, now I got a high tolerance
Never left my brothers and kept all of my promises
He diss my hood, we kill him, feel like that's the right consequence
Get changed to a victim, once you see the light, follow it
Broski keep that mask on, he live his life anonymous
Pick a block to slide on, you know how my shotters get
Heard his name in paperwork, he on the mice document
Fucked up, then I made it worse, be proud of my honestness
Bang the switch, these Glocks ain't got no safety 'cause we dangerous
I'm paid and rich, the way I blow this cake, you would think I made a wish
You would think this Drac' know MMA, the way it came with kick
You should know my gang ain't finna play when they on they way to blitz
Tweakin' with them block poppers, Nina give your face a kiss
Lil' bro, he a top shotta, killers ranked, he made the list
Message to my opp momma, "Hope you know you raised a bitch"
Percocets for my trauma, seen things I can't forget
Feeling overwhelmed, thoughts up in my head that get so loud
If one of my soldiers fell, I'ma be the man to turn around
Them lil' boys so wild, and since my shorty see red, it's going down
Up and point, go, "Bow," then chase him 'til you standin' over the ground
Body for body, they'll go tit-for-tat, he thirsty to get a hat
Autopsy, one of your members whacked, now focus on gettin' back
Block cocky, slidin' with them sticks, suit up like Men In Black
Only I got me, somethin' I won't forget, too tough to bend or crack
Fell in love with uppers, now I got a high tolerance
Never left my brothers and kept all of my promises
He diss my hood, we kill him, feel like that's the right consequence
Get changed to a victim, once you see the light, follow it
Broski keep that mask on, he live his life anonymous
Pick a block to slide on, you know how my shotters get
Heard his name in paperwork, he on the mice document
Fucked up, then I made it worse, be proud of my honestness
Credits
Writer(s): Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Lorenzo Merenda, Luca Steinkirchner, Collin Little, Jahmere Ayo Tylon
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