Letra Trials and tribulations Polo G

Trials and tribulations

I stood ten toes, I can fold the panic
Them streets'll turn a good kid into a colder savage
No point in church, 'cause the prison can't keep them poles from clappin'
They say my evil?on?my'soul attractive
Hopeful for?forgiveness for my'sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin' with bundles or that raw or that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, 'cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
'Member how we came up, like "Damn, this wasn't supposed to happen"

A nigga plot on me and I'ma have his homies cryin'
Go handle that, they wipe his nose way before he tryin'
Can't really fiend to a nigga when I know he lyin'
Know my lil' killer, keep him with him, 'cause I know he ridin'
Hood on my back, wasn't two fours like Kobe Bryant
Sometimes I think like what's the likelyhood of Kobe dyin'
And then I ate, I dropped the top to let my Rollie shine
Make all these bitches stop and stare, like girl, he know he fine
Lookin' at the jury, thinkin' back when we was schemin' for mills'
I took my Glock on tour with me, way on T with the steel
Might pour my heart out on these beats 'til all my secrets revealed
You know the fake gon' knock a nigga when he keepin' it real
Too much mad shit in this world, shit got me fienin' for pills
If them bullets ain't take out lil' b, he'll be in the field
I got soldiers marchin', lookin' for a reason to kill
You passin' it about the murder, slang, now he with some skill

I stood ten toes, I can fold the panic
Them streets'll turn a good kid into a colder savage
No point in church, 'cause the prison can't keep them poles from clappin'
They say my evil on my soul attractive
Hopeful for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin' with bundles or that raw or that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, 'cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
'Member how we came up, like "Damn, this wasn't supposed to happen"