Letra Chinatown pt 2 Polo G

Chinatown pt 2

I was in a rage then my feelings died but it keeps my heart sore
Say I'm still okay when I'm feeling bad, you can see I'm not sure
Stuck in a dark phase tryna get some cash, that's what he gon' rob for
No more hard days, they didn't last, had to speak to God more

Always choose gang, I ain't switching sides, knee deep in our war
This shit'll never change, pistol & a mask what I keep in my drawer
Clapping shit for days & we spinnin' back, we need a encore
Chillin' with the snakes up in the grass, no need for lawn mowers

I hit the streets, no time for college
I was knee deep in the Raq with goblins
They cutthroat, ain't tired of robbing
A perk to cope, I'm high, I'm nodding

That feeling when B died was the oddest
Evergreen my street sign, yeah that's our shit
Gang with me in Cali mobbing
Steaks to eat, got tired of ramen

My opps gotta be gay the way they on my dick but they won't come out the closet
Speeding on the E-way, clutching on my blick, death coming, I'm tryna dodge it
I knew that nigga was broke, only talk about money but it don't come out his pockets
They tryna play me close 'cause they want something from me, everybody so outta options

Fell in love with these pills, I'm chewing up
Every time I come down I'm booting up
Nothing but thick shit sitting on the tour bus
Me & my twin in this bitch like it's two of us

Fuck I look like scared of you doing what
Loaded weapon, my Glock .22 is tucked
Like Steph & my shooters clutch
I ain't get the impression that you was tough

We ain't recruiting, bro you won't fit
Don't want no new niggas in my clique
I'ma stick to the niggas I grew up with
You ain't go to them funerals, you wasn't sick

I keep putting that shit on in Rick
We on the dynamic duo list
I tried to take his soul but I missed
As long as you know I'ma shoot my stick

I was in a rage then my feelings died but it keeps my heart sore
Say I'm still okay when I'm feeling bad, you can see I'm not sure
Stuck in a dark phase tryna get some cash, that's what he gon' rob for
No more hard days, they didn't last, had to speak to God more

Always choose gang, I ain't switching sides, knee deep in our war
This shit'll never change, pistol & a mask what I keep in my drawer
Copping shit for days & we spinnin' back, we need a encore
Chillin' with the snakes up in the grass, no need for lawn mowers