Broken Guitars - Polo G

From handcuffs to Rollies, can’t give you the old me

You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me

Liar, hearts on fire, walkin' through the wire

Just follow your desire, oh-oh

I remember high speeds on the jakes

I had a public defender on the case

I remember birthdays with no cake

Early morning trapper, had a long day

Always moved at my own pace

Duckin' funerals when that chrome spray

Glizzy clappin' 'til his bones break

Headshot, make his dome shake

And shorty ain’t got no guidance, he just doin' what his favorit song say

Ain’t tryna leave his brothers bhind, but he better run for his own sake

Can escape this deadly system or you can go the headstone way

Know the keys to life is wisdom and I know loyalty a strong trait

From handcuffs to Rollies, can’t give you the old me

You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me

Liar, hearts on fire, walkin' through the wire

Just follow your desire, oh-oh

I bought two guitars, singing like it’s Rolling Loud when I’m on the stage

You would think this Glock singing way it’s surfin' crowds, we gon' part them

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Plus I got bands on me like Aerosmith, why I walk this way

And that nigga ran way before that barrel hit, he got a lot to say

Shoutout to my pops, you wasn’t with me through the wire, no

'Cause I’m in the hood, bustin' off a sixty or a higher dose

Rockin' two hoodies, now I go and get me a designer coat

I got lil' niggas who been totin' Glizzys, they were nine years old

From handcuffs to Rollies, can’t give you the old me

You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me

Liar, hearts on fire, walkin' through the wire

Just follow your desire, oh-oh