POLO G - Effortless Chords and Lyrics

This song is from the album Die a Legend(2019), released on 07 June 2019.


Vocals: Polo G ,
Producer(s): Sonic,
Writer(s): Polo G,

SongRating: 9/10

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Scale: Eb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 78
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]

Ebm B Ebm B

Sonic

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[CHORUS]
                     Ebm
Talk slick, he a dead man

Shots from the FN sprayin'
                        B
These days, they don't give a fuck

They'll shoot where the kids playin'
            Ebm
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
                B
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again

                 Ebm
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
                     B
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
                 Ebm
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
                 B
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'


[VERSE ONE]
          Ebm
My life a movie, ever since birth, it's been lights, camera, action
          B
I did a lot of shit in these streets but only got booked for trappin'
           Ebm
I'm from Chicago, where it's normal to hear .40's clappin'
                         B
All you hear is them shots let off, that door slam, and them tires scratchin'

                 Ebm
Rollie on my wrist, gotta get more rich, I want that brand new Patek
             B
I ball like AI, this shit effortless, don't give a fuck 'bout practice
                     Ebm
Where I'm from we all on that car
Ebm
If he drive too fast, we gon' let him have it
                  B
Opposition wanna kill me, and I'll be damned if I let it happen

               Ebm
And the day I leave this earth, I'ma die with legend status
                B
I'ma reunite with my demons, we gon' be in Heaven cappin'
              Ebm
Hundred K on VVS, just to show I'm blessed from rappin'
              B
I keep this glizzy tucked if they plan on necklace snatchin'

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[CHORUS]
                     Ebm
Talk slick, he a dead man

Shots from the FN sprayin'
                        B
These days, they don't give a fuck

They'll shoot where the kids playin'
            Ebm
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
                B
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again

                 Ebm
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
                     B
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
                 Ebm
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
                 B
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'


[VERSE TWO]
                 Ebm
My shoes from Germany, like James Harden, Euro step on the scene
       B
Double G's, new Margiela, Alexander McQueen
                    Ebm
And you know that bag on me, it's at least fifty bands in them jeans
                     B
Pockets fat and my jewelry dancing
  B
Diamonds flooded like New Orleans
                      Ebm
Lavish life, now I live like a king

I got on, now I'm blessing my team
                   B
Told my brother, "I got your back"

Show my niggas what loyalty means
                         Ebm
But this shit wasn't as easy as it seems

My homie died at 16
                  B
I remember I was up all night

Kept seeing death in my dreams

                Ebm
I was posted on Sed with them fiends

Hot and 'em got the TEC with the stream
                   B
Laser tag, we was playin' with them beams
    Ebm
Young nigga tryna kill everything

                       Ebm
Touch his soul in this four nickel ring

It's a whole lot of shots flying in your FaceTime 
             B
When that Smith & Wesson ring (Ayy)

[CHORUS]
                     Ebm
Talk slick, he a dead man

Shots from the FN sprayin'
                        B
These days, they don't give a fuck

They'll shoot where the kids playin'
            Ebm
Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands
                B
I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again

                 Ebm
Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband
                     B
Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman
                 Ebm
Pourin' lean up out my cup, runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends
                 B
Capalot bought guns for the hood, heard that's what the feds sayin'


[OUTRO]

Sonic

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