Relentless lyrics
by Polo G
[Intro: Smokepurpp]
(Sool, we got one, n*gga)
[Chorus]
She don't care about my attitude 'cause my racks large
I'm just tryna put another foreign in my backyard
Man, I know that n*gga pus*y, he just act hard
Trust me, you don't wanna see them boys in all black charge
Hop out the whip and turn the shooter to a track star
I'm from where they hustle, kill n*ggas, and they crack cards
Keep a pistol on me, it's too soon to spit my last bars
I know some n*ggas who left early, but they had heart
[Verse 1]
White folks starin' like I don't belong
What about them nights I had to suffer?
Like they tryna make me feel insecure about my color
Ever since I made a play, been tryna educate my brothers
Heaven ain't the only way we can escape up out the gutter
And I been through so much that it be hard to say I love her
Poppin' all that ecstasy, I'm still tryna recover
War ready, I got lethal weapons like I'm Danny Glover
Designer match my racks, yeah, I'm one stuntin' motherf*cker
I'm getting money but still hurting, that's why I'm bipolar
I never gave up on my team, put 'em on my shoulders
Got PTSD from that battlefield, I'm a soldier
In Section 8, we was going through it, and them nights got colder, uh
[Chorus]
She don't care about my attitude 'cause my racks large
I'm just tryna put another foreign in my backyard
Man, I know that n*gga pus*y, he just act hard
Trust me, you don't wanna see them boys in all black charge
Hop out the whip and turn the shooter to a track star
I'm from where they hustle, kill n*ggas, and they crack cards
Keep a pistol on me, it's too soon to spit my last bars
I know some n*ggas who left early, but they had heart
[Verse 2]
Call up the plug just to help me with my challenges
Keep tryna fight off all this depression that I'm battling
Stressin' while I'm dreamin', I keep getting sleep paralysis
G.O.A.T.-ed like I'm Pac, go from a gangster to an activist
All this medication, sh*t might have me on dialysis
Keep my hand firm on this grip, this how we handle sh*t
Got me sipping D'USSÉ, it hurt to see them candles lit
Screaming, "f*ck the system," swear I'm missin' all my savages
I was brought up on that block, but I hopped off the porch late
You would think it's basketball season, all these court dates
V12 engine, push-to-start, make the floors shake
Hit bad b*tches in my top ten like a sports play
[Chorus]
She don't care about my attitude 'cause my racks large
I'm just tryna put another foreign in my backyard
Man, I know that n*gga pus*y, he just act hard
Trust me, you don't wanna see them boys in all black charge
Hop out the whip and turn the shooter to a track star
I'm from where they hustle, kill n*ggas, and they crack cards
Keep a pistol on me, it's too soon to spit my last bars
I know some n*ggas who left early, but they had heart (Uh)