Polo G – Epidemic Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Epidemic – Polo G

I’m so sick of farewells and R.I.P.’s
In the trenches yellin’, gang gang
Mob ties what I bleed
Don’t claim to be an opp
‘Cause n**gas die from that disease

He gon’ let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze

Once you give my p**sy up, it’s over with
Miss who you used to be, ’cause that’s who I was closer with
I’m in my bag now, I act like I don’t know the b**ch
Before I knew what platinum was, was tryna go on hits
Well if he act like he ’bout it, then put him on the list
You better pick out a casket, ’cause they goin’ quick
They gassed him up, now tears sheddin’ when they post his pic

I know ’bout some flukey s**t, I heard he died on a lick
My whole squad scorin’, b**ch, we don’t do no assists
Potential wasted, couldn’t stay in his lane, he ain’t know his niche
Might catch him at the red light tryna load his blick
Every day a gamble with your life, all we know is risk
From the Windy City where you bound to see the coldest s**t

I’m so sick of farewells and R.I.P.’s
In the trenches yellin’, Gang gang, mob ties what I bleed
Don’t claim to be an opp, ’cause n**gas die from that disease
He gon’ let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze

Switches on them glizzys, get to blowin’ like it’s four of me
Promise to my son that the streets won’t get no more of me
Remember every line from that obituary poetry
See they peep I’m ballin’ now, just go baсk to ignorin’ me
Always gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin’ me
Lord, I’m tryna take it easy on ’em, but they forcin’ me
See him in person and that boy won’t stand on s**t he been sayin’
Pop s**t like Taliban, loadin’ up them sticks in a van

You know it’s f**k the other side ’cause my n**gas gone
Always been f**k the other side, we don’t get along
If we bump heads, like Marvin Gaye, let’s get it on
Aim for the head, that chopper spray, we get ’em gone
Independent, her hair down, and she feelin’ grown
Tryna correct her flaw, she filled with silicone
And she ain’t all innocent, she did a n**ga wrong
I got a playlist for your heart, girl, pick a song

I’m so sick of farewells and R.I.P.’s
In the trenches yellin’, gang gang
Mob ties what I bleed
Don’t claim to be an opp
‘Cause n**gas die from that disease

He gon’ let that 9 blow with ease
Can I speak my mind, can I breathe
I know she might cry if I leave
I been fooled by liars and thieves
Iced out my Rollie, but I know time cannot freeze…

➤ Written by Polo G, Dmac, Tahj Money, LondnBlue & Karltin Bankz
Produced by Karltin Bankz, LondnBlue, Dmac & Tahj Money
Polo G | 2020

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