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MP3: Polo G – Percocet Dreams (Payroll)

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[Intro]
JD On Tha Track
Dmac on the fuckin’ track

[Verse 1]
My home was toxic from my thoughts, my family livin’ foul
Nerves on the edge, I hope my daddy put that liquor down
Forgot about me, I start shinin’, they remember now
She tried to play me, guess it’s safe to say that bitch a clown
If I put my lil’ brothers on a hit then they gon’ clear a crowd
Don’t do no talkin’, just gon’ blick ’em down
You would think that Glizzy battle rap the way it spittin’ rounds
Crayon’s, kick out that choppa, make ’em spin around
Knock all the breath out his body before he hit the ground
They got my dawgs locked away like they in the pounds
Screamin’, “Free Lil’ Wooski out that Otty” that lil’ nigga wild
Too many charges at once, that’s an expensive trial

[Chorus]
Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payroll
Feel like his life ain’t got no purpose, he just take souls
Ain’t tryna feel a breeze, when he hang out that Durango
R.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin’ halos
Know his mama broken-hearted, it’s another case closed
Turn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoes
Runnin’ from the spotlight, I been tryna lay low
Just wanted peace of mind, that’s the only thing I pray for

[Verse 2]
Ain’t got no opps in Cali’, still clutchin’ as I cruise the streets
My nina’ll fuck you but this new Glock .22 a freak
And no, I’m not a killer, but just don’t reach for these Cuban links
Gotta get back home, I can’t think twice if it’s you or me
Bitch, I had to boss up just to shit on who I used to be
Just got my plate full, but hated when there were no food to eat
Hope my niggas real, sometimes I don’t know if they usin’ me
Thought I was abusin’ drugs, but really they abusin’ me
Percocet dreams got me hummin’ in my sleep
Your sex is so addictive, got you runnin’ when I’m deep
Like them masses, this a drill choppa drummin’ out that Jeep
Glizzy beat box in your air, nigga, my .40, Benz, my key

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[Chorus]
Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payroll
Feel like his life ain’t got no purpose, he just take souls
Ain’t tryna feel a breeze, when he hang out that Durango
R.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin’ halos
Know his mama broken-hearted, it’s another case closed
Turn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoes
Runnin’ from the spotlight, I been tryna lay low
Just wanted peace of mind, that’s the only thing I pray for

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