MadFlo Jr - Keep The Pole

You know I'm out here in the land of
Drug dealers
Gang bangers and killers
You feel me
I gotta keep that bitch with me
Just in case
You feel me
Fuck the bullshit
I'm tryna get back home
Bitch
Superman of the ghetto fly as a bitch
Really thought I could save niggas
But I can tell from looks that I get
Really I won't change niggas
Murder be writ all over they faces
They wanna change places
Take me outta my glow what do you know
Jealousy turned hatred
Father god please save me
Been with me since a baby
Four nickels .380's
Not the way mama raised me
Sick and tired of these tough guys
And niggas keep telling lies
Made me a monster look in my eyes
Promise to god I dun lost my mind
Where can I turn to
I thought I could talk to you
Need me some answers nobody got em
Damn look what I been going through
Say you bad lay a lic down
Right now
Niggas be pussy they ain't blowin
I need all pussy to sit down
Life crazy got me mad again
A lot snakes in my path again
Been all alone walking this road
Ain't a soul I call a friend
Steady praying that you let me win
The devil's kids keep meddlin'
If thug niggas go to heaven
Can I bring my medal in
You keeping the pole
Lay you down a lic
What you know
Gone grab a vic
Whippin O's
Run up in his shit
Did he blow
These niggas counterfeit
I'm bussin
That .380 on me
It's nothin
Cuz they hated on me
Come take it
I ain't giving shit
I make it
This how I'm living bitch
Why you got the pole
If you ain't blowin
(Why you holdin)
Yea you shootin but you ain't scoring
(Why you holdin)
Why you got the pole
If you ain't blowin
(Why you holdin)
Yea you shootin but you ain't scoring
(Why you holdin)
The game crazy got me thinkin twisted
I'm seeing red and I'm looking vicious
Face balled arms crossed
Why you muggin Charlie mind ya business
Still drinkin and thinkin ig'nant
I'm the hottest still penny pinching
New content no nonsense
Somebody hating I feel tension
Room full of these back stabbers
And dirty ass swagger jackers
Only fuck with them real niggas
No time for liars and cappers
Tryna kill my vibe slow
That's what ya on nigga let me know
I was trained by professionals
We can get it I be the first to blow
Eeny miny mo
Snatch a pussy take his doh
Torture niggas Method Man
If he holla slit his throat
God call gotta go
All he smell gun smoke
All he heard nine milli
Hit the ground took his glow
Yea he was holdin but he ain't up it
Never thought that he had to buss it
All of that cappin ain't bout nothin
Be with the gang but he was a puppet
The family crying but nigga fuck it
Always knew that this day was comin
Ghetto baby showin out in public
This how it be shid shorty thuggin
You keeping the pole
Lay you down a lic
What you know
Gone grab a vic
Whippin O's
Run up in his shit
Did he blow
These niggas counterfeit
I'm bussin
That .380 on me
It's nothin
Cuz they hated on me
Come take it
I ain't giving shit
I make it
This how I'm living bitch
Why you got the pole
If you ain't blowin
(Why you holdin)
Yea you shootin but you ain't scoring
(Why you holdin)
Why you got the pole
If you ain't blowin
(Why you holdin)
Yea you shootin but you ain't scoring
(Why you holdin)
Niggas out here on that cap
Always talking bout the pole
Talkin bout the pole
Always talkin bout the pole
Niggas out here on that cap
Always talkin bout the pole
Talkin bout the pole
Always talkin bout the pole
Keep the pole in case you gotta blow
Keep the pole just in case
Keep the pole just in case
Keep the pole
Keep the pole in case you gotta blow
Keep the pole just in case
Keep the pole just in case
Keep the pole

Written by:
DARIEL LOVE

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