Losses
Polo G feat. Young Thug Lyrics
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In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked
Lil' hot and 'em turn the city up
We wildin', don't give any fucks
We block stars, they envy us
A broken child with stingy trust
This greatness can't be in a rush
Girl, this ain't love, just empty lust
Just spoil her, go shoppin'
keep her ass rubbed and her titties sucked
Benjamin after Benjamin, what that money counter keep spittin' out
And that's music to my ears and I'm dancin' with the devil
Forbes list, I'm tryna be one of the richest, I can't settle
Rockstar lifestyle, grip a heavy metal
I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel
Yeah, yeah, we pay foreign cars, I got several
Shinin' to the grave, tell the undertaker, "Bustdown my shovel"
I hate that summer that I lost bro
They ain't cut from my cloth, no
Nothing but bad bitches and boss hoes
Whole gang lit, that's squad goals
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
Fell in a Rolls Royce and it's slime green
I see the truancy, got time seen, yeah
I upgrade everything that come with my dawgs
Sometimes they love me, then hate me, they wished it all (yeah)
They wish I was broke and didn't have none of these cars (uh)
I'm so up, above your climate, I'm in the stars
I built this shit from the ground and I took it far
I caught that bitch at the counter, took care of her charge
She picked me up in a Uber, then we had went to eat
She sucked that dick, and I had asked, do she got missin' teeth
We had to party in the streets, and then they miss me
I told them, "When I come back, I'ma buy the whole street"
My homie hit the bitch, but act like he don't know a thing
That's that's mob tie, that's that mob life, yeah
I hate that summer that I lost bro
They ain't cut from my cloth, no
Nothing but bad bitches and boss hoes
Whole gang lit, that's squad goals
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
Fell in a Rolls Royce and it's slime green
I see the truancy, got time seen, yeah
In "Losses," Polo G and Young Thug reflect on their journey to success and the sacrifices they made along the way. They rap about the luxuries that come with wealth and fame, but also the losses they experienced, including the death of close friends. The chorus repeats the line "I hate that summer that I lost bro," emphasizing the pain and grief that lingers as they remember their fallen loved ones.
The opening lines paint a picture of Polo G and his crew in expensive cars, carrying guns, and causing chaos in the city. Despite their reckless behavior, they are aware that others are envious of them, and Polo G recognizes that trust is hard to come by for someone with his background. He acknowledges his desire for success, but he also knows that it can't be rushed.
The second verse tackles Polo G's relationships, specifically with women. He admits to being materialistic and spoiling his partners with shopping, luxury gifts, and sex. He is focused on accumulating wealth and being recognized for it, even though he acknowledges the dangerous lifestyle that comes with it. He also shows loyalty to his friends by buying them expensive watches and including them in his rise to fame. Although Polo G seems to be living the dream, he admits to loneliness and the pain of losing loved ones along the way.
Overall, "Losses" is a reflection on the sacrifices and losses that come with success. Polo G and Young Thug are open and honest about the highs and lows of their journey to the top, acknowledging their flaws and the challenges they face as they navigate their new reality.
Line by Line Meaning
In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked
Riding in luxury SUVs with handguns hidden
Lil' hot and 'em turn the city up
The rapper and his crew are causing a ruckus in the city
We wildin', don't give any fucks
They are acting without regard for consequences or others' opinions
We block stars, they envy us
People in their neighborhood see them as successful and are jealous
A broken child with stingy trust
The rapper had a tough upbringing and has trouble trusting others
This greatness can't be in a rush
Success takes time and cannot be achieved quickly
Lil Capalot get plenty bucks
The rapper Polo G is making a lot of money
Girl, this ain't love, just empty lust
He is only interested in physical pleasure and not real love
Just spoil her, go shoppin', keep her ass rubbed and her titties sucked
He is advising others to use money to please their partners
Benjamin after Benjamin, what that money counter keep spittin' out
Continuously counting and receiving large amounts of money
And that's music to my ears and I'm dancin' with the devil
The rapper enjoys making money, even if it means taking risks
Forbes list, I'm tryna be one of the richest, I can't settle
His goal is to become extremely wealthy and he will not be satisfied with less
Rockstar lifestyle, grip a heavy metal
He lives a lifestyle similar to a rockstar and carries a weapon
I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel
He has given his friends expensive watches and has diamonds in his watch face
Yeah, yeah, we pay foreign cars, I got several
He and his crew can afford to buy expensive cars and have more than one
Shinin' to the grave, tell the undertaker, "Bustdown my shovel"
Even in death, he wants to be buried with expensive jewelry
I hate that summer that I lost bro
He regrets the summer when he lost a friend
They ain't cut from my cloth, no
His friend group is not the same as his past associates
Nothing but bad bitches and boss hoes
He is surrounded by attractive women and people with high status
Whole gang lit, that's squad goals
His friend group is impressive and their lifestyle is an inspiration to others
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
He began engaging in illegal activities at a young age
Fell in a Rolls Royce and it's slime green
He was lucky enough to ride in a luxury car that was painted green
I see the truancy, got time seen, yeah
He sees the consequences of his past actions catching up to him
I upgrade everything that come with my dawgs
He spends money to make sure his friends have nice things
Sometimes they love me, then hate me, they wished it all (yeah)
His friends have mixed emotions towards him because of his success
They wish I was broke and didn't have none of these cars (uh)
They envy his wealth and wish he had nothing
I'm so up, above your climate, I'm in the stars
His success has taken him to a level above his peers
I built this shit from the ground and I took it far
He worked hard to achieve success and is proud of his accomplishments
I caught that bitch at the counter, took care of her charge
He paid for a woman's expenses
She picked me up in a Uber, then we had went to eat
He met a woman on a ride-sharing app, and they went out to eat
She sucked that dick, and I had asked, do she got missin' teeth
He received oral sex and jokingly asked if she had any missing teeth
We had to party in the streets, and then they miss me
He had a good time partying with friends outside and they miss him now
I told them, "When I come back, I'ma buy the whole street"
He plans to return to his hometown and show off his wealth
My homie hit the bitch, but act like he don't know a thing
His friend physically assaulted a woman, but denies it
That's that's mob tie, that's that mob life, yeah
He associates with a certain lifestyle that involves violence and deception
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Written by: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
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[Verse 1: Polo G]
In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked
Lil' hot 'nem turn the city up
We wildin', don't give any fucks
We block stars, they envy us
A broken child with stingy trust
This greatness can't be in a rush
Lil Capalot get plenty bucks
Girl, this ain't love, just empty lust
Just spoil her, go shop and keep her ass rubbed and her titties sucked
Benjamin after Benjamin, what that money counter keep spittin' out
And that's music to my ears and I'm dancin' with the devil
Forbes list, I'm tryna be one of the richest, I can't settle
Rockstar lifestyle, grip a heavy metal
I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel
Yeah, yeah, we pay foreign cars, I got several
Shinin' to the grave, tell The Undertaker, "Bust down my shovel"
[Chorus: Polo G &ย Young Thug ]
I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh
They ain't cut from my cloth, no-oh
Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs
Whole gang lit, that's squad goal-ohs
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
Fell in a Rolls Royce and its slime green
I state the truancy got time seen yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I upgrade everything that come with my dawgs
Sometimes they love me, then hate me, they wished it all (Yeah, yeah)
They wish I was broke and didn't have none of these cars (Ah)
I'm so up, above your climate, I'm in the stars
I built this shit from the ground and I took it far
I caught that bitch at the counter, took care of her charge
She picked me up in a Uber, then we had went to eat
She sucked that dick, and I had asked, "Do she got missin' teeth?"
We had departed in the streets, and then they miss me
I told 'em, "When I come back, I'ma buy the whole street"
My homie hit the bitch, but act like he don't know a thing
That's that mob tie, that's that mob life, yeah
[Chorus: Polo G &ย Young Thug ]
I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh
They ain't cut from my cloth, no-oh
Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs
Whole gang lit, that's squad goal-ohs
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
Fell in a Rolls Royce and its slime green
I state the truancy got time seen yeah (Yeah)
@rayannawilliams8342
[Intro:ย Future]
(Wheezy outta here)
[Verse 1: Polo G]
In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked
Lil' hot 'nem turn the city up
We wildin', don't give any fucks
We block stars, they envy us
A broken child with stingy trust
This greatness can't be in a rush
Lil Capalot get plenty bucks
Girl, this ain't love, just empty lust
Just spoil her, go shop and keep her ass rubbed and her titties sucked
Benjamin after Benjamin, what that money counter keep spittin' out
And that's music to my ears and I'm dancin' with the devil
Forbes list, I'm tryna be one of the richest, I can't settle
Rockstar lifestyle, grip a heavy metal
I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel
Yeah, yeah, we paid, foreign cars, I got several
Shinin' to the grave, tell The Undertaker, "Bust down my shovel"
[Chorus: Polo G &ย Young Thug]
I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh
They ain't cut from my cloth, no-oh
Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs
Whole gang lit, that's squad goal-ohs
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
Fell in a Rolls Royce and it's slime green
I state the truancy, got time seen, yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I upgrade everything that come with my dawgs
Sometimes they love me, then hate me, they wished it all (Yeah, yeah)
They wish I was broke and didn't have none of these cars (Ah)
I'm so above your climate, I'm in the stars
I built this shit from the ground and I took it far
I caught that bitch at the counter, took care of her charge
She picked me up in a Uber, then we had went to eat
She sucked that dick, and I had asked, "Do she got missin' teeth?"
We had departed in the streets, and then they miss me
I told 'em, "When I come back, I'ma buy the whole street"
My homie hit the bitch, but act like he don't know a thing
That's that mob tie, that's that mob life, yeah
[Chorus: Polo G &ย Young Thug]
I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh
They ain't cut from my cloth, no-oh
Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs
Whole gang lit, that's squad goal-ohs
Jumped off the porch when I was like thirteen
Fell in a Rolls Royce and it's slime green
I state the truancy, got time seen, yeah (Yeah)
@omerkashif1828
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[Verse 1: Polo G]
In Bentley trucks, with semis tucked
Lil' hot 'nem turn the city up
We wildin', don't give any fucks
We block stars, they envy us
A broken child with stingy trust
This greatness can't be in a rush
Lil Capalot get plenty bucks
Girl, this ain't love, just empty lust
Just spoil her, go shop and keep her ass rubbed and her titties sucked
Benjamin after Benjamin, what that money counter keep spittin' out
And that's music to my ears and I'm dancin' with the devil
Forbes list, I'm tryna be one of the richest, I can't settle
Rockstar lifestyle, grip a heavy metal
I put my bros on my Patek, got hood angels in my bezel
Yeah, yeah, we pay foreign cars, I got several
Shinin' to the grave, tell The Undertaker, "Bust down my shovel"
[Chorus: Polo G &ย ]
I hate that summer that I lost bro-oh
They ain't cut from my cloth, no-oh
Nothing but bad bitches and boss ho-ohs
Whole gang lit, that's squad goal-ohs
@BeamoCantLack
Polo went from listening to his favorite rappers to making music with his favorite rappers
@omarg5552
https://youtu.be/LKQ_G32lPZs
@kixxi5220
@Omar G ass asf
@blingwing3521
@Kixxi lmfao facts
@ihatetiktok9720
Fr tho
@tunenuel1894
and Young thug one of his favs?
@deadskyy444
Dear parents, just because your Child is smiling at their phone doesnโt mean they have a boyfriend or Girlfriend, they are just listening to Polo G๐ฅ๐ฅ
@scsorluv
Amen
@mind2556
youโve commented this on every song on this album
@freebandse
@Beats By Mind nah he copied