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[LYRICS] Finer Things Lyrics By Polo G

Polo G Lyrics

Here is the correct lyrics to 'Finer Things' by Polo G, read the lyrics in a few scrolls. Finer Things was released in 2018, as the eighth track on Polo G' DIE A LEGEND album, Finer Things was produced by DJ LBeats and DJ Ayo.

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[LYRICS] Finer Things Lyrics By Polo G
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Polo G - Finer Things Lyrics

Chorus
Yeah, I know
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members, then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people dying and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side, but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life

Verse 1
Hard headed, I grew up resilient
It wasn't no heroes, so we looked up to the villains
For generations, bitch, my side of town been drilling
We been at war ever since them red buildings
It's hard to make peace once blood get to spilling, ayy
Lil Wooski get to shooting like he filming
Yeah, my friends died too, I know that feeling
I'm popping ecstasy to help me with the healing
Leia and lil' baby my younger siblings
I really love 'em, so I treat 'em like my children
Leilani told me stack them bands to the ceiling
I switched my swag up, can't you tell the difference?
I'm finna feed the whole gang with these millions
I'm finna buy my whole hood with these millions
Girl, if I give you my time, that's a privilege
But I can only give my heart to the realest

Chorus
Yeah, I know
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members, then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people dying and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side, but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life

Verse 2
Lately, I've been feeling like fuck the streets, this shit a scam
These days, if it ain't 'bout money, I don't give a damn
I'm just gon' get rich and fuck them plastic hoes on Instagram
Still with the gang though, one false move, them killers blam
Still on that same block for those who say they look for me
I ain't sacrifice the shit I lost, it was took from me
Almost went insane, went insane, went insane
From all this pain, all this pain, all this pain
Turned that pain into passion and made it happen
Shout out to the ones who doubted me, they keep me laughing
Sipping on this codeine got me relaxing
She say she like how I be swagging, she love my fashion
VVS my diamonds, my jewelry flashing
Drip so hard, I'm making puddles, bitch, my Gucci splashing
Fresh to death like my closet in the casket
Fresh to death like my closet in the casket

Chorus
Yeah, I know
You be posted up from Sunday to Saturday night
Started hanging with the members then you blew a few pipes
And you gon' do the dash if you see them blue lights
A lot of people dying and it's a chance that you might
You got God on your side, but it's hard to do right
Don't pay them haters no mind, you can be what you like
Tryna leave this in the past, grinding for a new life

Outro
Ayy, grinding for a new life
Grinding for a new life
Grinding for a new life, ayy

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