paroles de chanson Broken Guitars (with Scorey) - Polo G , Scorey

From handcuffs to Rollies, can′t give you the old me
You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me
Liar, heart′s on fire, walkin' through the wire
Just follow your desire, oh, oh
I remember high speeds on the jakes
I had a plug for Fentanyl on the case
I remember birthdays with no cakes
Early mornin trappin', had a long day
Always moved at my own pace
Duckin′ funerals when that chrome spray
Glizzy clappin′ 'til his bones break
Headshot, make his dome shake
And shawty ain′t got no guns
He just doin' what his favorite song say
Ain′t tryna leave his brothers behind
But he better run for his own sake
Can't escape this daily system
Or you can go the headstone way
Know the keys to life is wisdom
And I know loyalty a strong trait
From handcuffs to Rollies, can′t give you the old me
You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me
Liar, heart's on fire, walkin′ through the wire
Just follow your desire, oh, oh
I bought two guitars singing like it′s Rolling Loud
When I'm on the stage
You would think this Glock singing way it′s surfin' crowds
We gon′ part them waves
Plus I got bands on me like Aerosmith, while I walk this way
And that n- ran way before the bell, heard he got a lot to say
Chopped him up, thought you wasn't with me through the wire, no
′Cause I'm in the hood bustin' up a sixty or a higher dose
Rockin′ two hoodies, now I go and get me a designer coat
I got lil′ niggas who been totin' glizzys, they were nine years old
From handcuffs to Rollies, can′t give you the old me
You still wastin' my time, I feel that you owe me
Liar, heart′s on fire, walkin' through the wire
Just follow your desire, oh, oh