Distraction - Polo G

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Joshua Luellen/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Joshua Luellen/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer

Produced by：Southside/Cubeatz

808 Mafia

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How I go so hard they still discredit my talent

Took s**t too far now they regrettin' what happen

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage

Uh uh

You play I'm lettin' you have it

Uh uh-uh-uh

Them shots let off there's too much blood for one napkin

They claim we locked in what if I wasn't rapping

Fiend for that Ecstasy couldn't keep from relapsing

Bring out the best of me it be a distraction uh

If I tell my stepper "Come and slide" then he coming

And I know it's f**ked up how he daily out there huntin'

Heartless living savage life that's just how he bummin'

But s**t at least it's a I can count on for something no

We left them candles spark play with us get punished uh

We really had it hard now blessings abundant

Can't tell I hit the top nah they can't wait to see me plummet

Like for every win another L come punch me in my stomach

I couldn't even enjoy my birthday

B***h come to me about assumptions

They can't talk wit' me on my worst day

I done ran it up all hundreds

Baby Chiraq is my birthplace

If we got a problem we slump it

Hard times spent

It's the worst pain and you never get to refund it uh

How I go so hard they still discredit my talent

Took s**t too far now they regrettin' what happen

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage

Uh uh

You play I'm lettin' you have it

Uh uh-uh-uh

Them shots let off there's too much blood for one napkin

They claim we locked in what if I wasn't rapping

Fiend for that Ecstasy couldn't keep from relapsing

Bring out the best of me it be a distraction no uh

Twin Glocks hit his head some memories

Yeah these my new blicks hit they block with two switches

They make my shottas shoot different

We can empty out two hunnid shots in less than two minutes

And B' was one of ours

So that shouldn't be a name that you mention

Hope when I'm talkin' you listen 'cause I'm just hoping you get it

I tell my 'bout himself

He ain't got nothing to do wit' it

And you can't call my phone for help

That's if I heard that you snitchin'

Don't speak on bodies on your block

This just ain't how we do business uh

Bad news turn your whole day tragic

All they heard was that K clappin'

Any problem we steppin' up like the crate challenge

My heart on that notepad and still runnin' up

Lotta snakes bites got low grass can't feel our trust

How I go so hard they still discredit my talent

Took s**t too far now they regrettin' what happen

Hard for my mama to accept I'm a savage

Uh uh

You play I'm lettin' you have it

Uh uh-uh-uh

Them shots let off there's too much blood for one napkin

They claim we locked in what if I wasn't rapping

Fiend for that Ecstasy couldn't keep from relapsing

Bring out the best of me it be a distraction uh