Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wishing For A Hero, artist - Polo G. Date of issue: 14.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wishing For A Hero |
| Well respected in this hip-hop, lil' Polo be spittin' facts |
| A lot of rappers doin' way more stuntin' than givin' back |
| You ain’t my color, then you don’t know the struggle of livin' black |
| Cops kill us and we protest, what type of shit is that? |
| Man, if the police shoot at one of my brothers, I’m blickin' back |
| We hate each other, so we just wanna score and go tit-for-tat |
| All these shorties want is points, they ain’t chasin' a different stat |
| Really riskin' it all, what’s the point when that nigga rat? |
| We seventeen, got forty years in that court when we gettin' cracked |
| Stuck in the system, they just watchin' us fail while they sittin' back |
| The government cuttin' checks, but can’t cut a nigga some slack |
| It’s hard to get a job, so we hustle and flip a pack |
| It’s all a set-up, no wonder why they call this bitch a trap |
| Life was messed up, a matter of time 'til that nigga snap |
| Post-traumatic stress, so them triggers keep gettin' tapped |
| R.I.P. |
| Malcolm, I promise to conquer and fill them gaps |
| Them corners leave a nigga boxed in, tryna break free |
| Crazy how I love the same block that tried to break me |
| Pray that I ain’t in my own hood when they take me |
| This all we know, a life of peace what we can’t see |
| I’m from where we unheard and we can’t speak |
| We go to school, they try to tell us what we can’t be |
| Profit with a billion-dollar mind like I’m JAY-Z |
| They killed Martin for dreamin' and now I can’t sleep |
| Why would the devil take my brother if he close to me? |
| Now if you scared, take my soul, you see my bros in me |
| We missin' you, man, this ain’t how this shit supposed to be |
| Feel like I’m stuck, I wish them streets never proposed to me |
| Out there posted in the field with them soldiers deep |
| So now the other side wanna put a hole in me |
| Like every day might be the end of the road for me |
| We die young, so I couldn’t picture a older me |
| Fightin' demons, let them drugs take control of me |
| All in my head, go and kill what they told to me |
| 'Member we ain’t have a thing, same clothes for weeks |
| Hardbody, that’s how them situations molded me |
| Needed money and grew accustomed to this fast life |
| Pressure from this way of livin', so we blast pipes |
| Shit got me stressin' three hundred and sixty-five nights |
| Them people workin' against us like we don’t have rights |
| It don’t matter what this money and this fame can give |
| I’ve been hurtin', tryna smile through the pain and tears |
| Wish we could go back to them days when we played as kids |
| A lot of shit changed, that’s just the way it is |
| That’s just (That's just the way it is) |
| Some things’ll never (Some things’ll never change) |
| Oh, oh, that’s just the way it is (Way it is) |
| The way it is (Ooh) |
| That’s just (The way it is) |
| Some things’ll never (Some things’ll never change) |
| Yeah, that’s just the way it is (Way it is) |
| The way it is (Yeah) |
| Never, never (Ayy) |
| Some things’ll never change (Some things’ll never change) |
| Never, never (No, that’s just the way it is) |
| Some things’ll never change |
| Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm |
| Mmm-mmm-mmm |
| Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm |
| Mmm-mmm-mmm |
| You finally made it big brother |
| You’re the G.O.A.T |