Over a slow guitar beat, Polo raps about his childhood being raised by the streets and how it has affected him and his life decisions. He talks about how he turned to music as a way out and how he wants to continue with his new life.
Trials & Tribulations
Polo G Lyrics
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(Tahj Money)
I stood ten toes I couldn't fold or panic
Them streets'll turn a good kid into a cold lil' savage
No point in church, 'cause the preacher can't keep them poles from clappin'
It seem like evil and my soul attracting
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Forever scarred, 'cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
'Member how we came up, like, damn, this wasn't supposed to happen
A nigga plot on me and I'ma have his homies cryin'
Go handle that, they wipe his nose way before we try
Can't really feed into a nigga when I know he lyin'
Love my lil' killer, keep him with him, 'cause I know he ridin'
Hood on my back, was bustin' two-fours like Kobe Bryant
Sometimes I think like what's the likelihood of Kobe dyin'
In that i8, I dropped the top to let my Rollie shine
Make all these bitches stop and stare, like girl, he know he fine
Lookin' at the jewelry, thinkin' back when we was schemin' for mils
I took my Glock on tour with me, way on OT with the steel
Might pour my heart out on these beats 'til all my secrets revealed
You know the fake gon' knock a nigga when he keepin' it real
Too much madness in this world, shit got me fienin' for pills
If them bullets ain't take out Lil B, he'll be in the field
I got soldiers marchin', lookin' for a reason to kill
He passionate about the murder, slang that heat with some skill
I stood ten toes I couldn't fold or panic
Them streets'll turn a good kid into a cold lil' savage
No point in church, 'cause the preacher can't keep them poles from clappin'
It seem like evil and my soul attracting
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin' with bundles of that raw, that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, 'cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
'Member how we came up, like, damn, this wasn't supposed to happen
You know the come up was real when your mans hate
I just want a bag, put in that work and grow my fan base
I just spill my life up on that beat and switch my landscape
I been tryna load up on them hundreds 'til them bands break
They say money talk, them VVS' help it translate
And robbers get some hot shit out the nine when them cans shake
These days nigga logged in to who they wanna be
Feet up in the county, nigga better get that phone to me
I ain't got it all, so could you please watch your tone with me?
Got my granny trippin' tryna figure out what's wrong with me
I'm from where you gotta make it happen when you wanna eat
They know I'ma spazz every time I breathe on the beat
I stood ten toes I couldn't fold or panic
Them streets'll turn a good kid into a cold lil' savage
No point in church, 'cause the preacher can't keep them poles from clappin'
It seem like evil and my soul attracting
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin' with bundles of that raw, that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, 'cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
'Member how we came up, like, damn, this wasn't supposed to happen
In Polo G's song Trials & Tribulations, he talks about his life growing up in the streets of Chicago and the struggles he faced as a young man trying to survive in a world of violence and chaos. He begins by describing the pressure he felt to stay strong and not fold under difficult circumstances, as the streets can easily turn even the best of people into cold-hearted killers. He laments the fact that even going to church can't keep him safe from the dangers of his neighborhood, and he feels as though evil is always lurking around the corner, just waiting to strike.
Polo G also reflects on his past mistakes, the things he's done to survive in the streets, and the lasting consequences of his actions. He talks about his struggles with addiction and the raw drugs that he sold to addicts, as well as the tragic loss of his friends and loved ones to violence. He remembers how he and his friends came up together, dreaming of a better life, only to be crushed by the harsh realities of their environment.
Throughout the song, Polo G is brutally honest about his life and the struggles he's faced, and he doesn't shy away from the harsh realities of the world he grew up in. He depicts a world where everyone is just trying to survive, where loyalty is everything, and where violence is always just a moment away. It's a powerful and moving meditation on the trials and tribulations of growing up in the inner city.
Line by Line Meaning
I stood ten toes I couldn't fold or panic
I stood firm and didn't let fear overtake me
Them streets'll turn a good kid into a cold lil' savage
Living in the streets can change a person for the worse
No point in church, 'cause the preacher can't keep them poles from clappin'
It feels like there's no escape from violence, even in the church
It seem like evil and my soul attracting
Sometimes it feels like I'm drawn to darkness
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
I pray for forgiveness while I prepare my weapon
Playin' with bundles of that raw, that dope get sold to addicts
I'm involved in selling drugs that ruin people's lives
Forever scarred, 'cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
The death of my friends has left a permanent mark on me
'Member how we came up, like, damn, this wasn't supposed to happen
I can't believe life turned out this way compared to how it started
A nigga plot on me and I'ma have his homies cryin'
If someone threatens me, their friends and family will suffer
Go handle that, they wipe his nose way before we try
My team takes care of business before things escalate
Can't really feed into a nigga when I know he lyin'
I don't engage with people who I know are dishonest
Love my lil' killer, keep him with him, 'cause I know he ridin'
I'm loyal to my team members who are willing to do whatever it takes
Hood on my back, was bustin' two-fours like Kobe Bryant
I was putting in work for my neighborhood like a basketball legend
Sometimes I think like what's the likelihood of Kobe dyin'
I contemplate the fragility of life and how things can change in an instant
In that i8, I dropped the top to let my Rollie shine
I enjoy showing off my expensive possessions
Lookin' at the jewelry, thinkin' back when we was schemin' for mils
Reflecting on how far I've come from when I was trying to make a lot of money
I took my Glock on tour with me, way on OT with the steel
I brought my gun with me on tour for protection
Might pour my heart out on these beats 'til all my secrets revealed
I express my emotions through my music and am open about my life experiences
You know the fake gon' knock a nigga when he keepin' it real
The people who pretend to be something they're not will criticize the ones who are genuine
Too much madness in this world, shit got me fienin' for pills
The chaos of the world makes me want to escape through drugs
If them bullets ain't take out Lil B, he'll be in the field
If my friend hadn't been killed, he would still be out here with us
I got soldiers marchin', lookin' for a reason to kill
I have people who are ready for violence at any moment
He passionate about the murder, slang that heat with some skill
My team member is skilled at violent acts and enjoys doing them
You know the come up was real when your mans hate
Jealousy from friends is a sign of success
I just want a bag, put in that work and grow my fan base
I'm focused on making money and building my fan base
I just spill my life up on that beat and switch my landscape
I share my life experiences through my music and am constantly evolving
I been tryna load up on them hundreds 'til them bands break
I'm working hard to accumulate a lot of money
They say money talk, them VVS' help it translate
Having expensive jewelry is a sign of wealth and success
And robbers get some hot shit out the nine when them cans shake
Robbers can take advantage of a situation when guns are involved
These days nigga logged in to who they wanna be
People pretend to be someone online that they're not in real life
Feet up in the county, nigga better get that phone to me
If someone owes me something, they better give it to me even if they're in jail
I ain't got it all, so could you please watch your tone with me?
I don't have everything I want, so please be respectful when talking to me
Got my granny trippin' tryna figure out what's wrong with me
My grandmother is worried about me and doesn't understand my lifestyle
I'm from where you gotta make it happen when you wanna eat
I come from a place where you have to work hard to succeed and provide for yourself
They know I'ma spazz every time I breathe on the beat
People know I'm talented and always bring my best on a track
Lyrics © GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC, LUSH MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: David McDowell, Julien Andersen, Melissa Keklak, Ryan O'neill, Tahj Javal Vaughn, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@polog6629
I’m so proud that I’m here to see an Artist like Polo G rap. RIP KOBE 🖤👑🐐
@kcchiefsproductions8687
True
@sore9934
@Dylan Delmaro thats not the real polo
@bcgmari1756
Justno right he tweaking😭😭
@capalot.0ffwh1te
@@sore9934 lmfao he dum
@pravinschmidley4711
Polo g your the best man, I hope you see my reply 💯!
@lilrider9390
Please lord protect him
@elitenick1184
Amen 🙏🏽
@vjxker7703
amen
@haunted169
Amen🙏