Polish Mic - Try Again Lyrics

F*ck it imma try again
Bucket list ain't getting any smaller, I can't die again
But I wouldn't really call this living man I'm dying here
Angels calling me, but I'm just tryna be a pioneer
F*ck it imma try again
Bucket list ain't getting any smaller, I can't die again
But I wouldn't really call this living man I'm dying here
Angels calling me, but I'm just tryna be a pioneer
Living in the ghetto sleeping in the ghetto
Tryna be a real man but my father like Gepetto
Bruddas let the steel bang, concrete maze you hear it echo
Though I had a real plan I guess it weren't for me to settle
Listen
I didn't change I tried to change it didn't work for me
So now I gotta grind until I make my money work for me
My brudda told me pick a colder beat
But when switch it up you'll never hear this flow repeat
I'm zoning constantly
Promoters phoning me
My phone on DND if you ain't talking P
Awkward socially, but got Gs close to me
I don't condone the beef, but it's family stay far from close me...
Long time since I prayed man I don't know about no rosary
Oi.. yo.. I got another flow
She stretching like a hubba bubba bro
But on another note, we grew up where the summer's cold
Just looking for that pot of gold
Standing on the edge, If I jump I'll scream geronimo
F*ck it imma try again
Bucket list ain't getting any smaller, I can't die again
But I wouldn't really call this living man I'm dying here
Angels calling me, but I'm just tryna be a pioneer
F*ck it imma try again
Bucket list ain't getting any smaller, I can't die again
But I wouldn't really call this living man I'm dying here
Angels calling me, but I'm just tryna be a pioneer
They know I'm different with it
I could never force a image
Till I buss I'm still on a bus
Not even corsa whipping
As a kid was chilling with the mandem
We were know for tripping
Time went by and some are in the same place
Only know for wishing
But I been putting work in, tell me why this shit ain't working
Looking at the pics from last year like I'm a different person
Like I'm a different version, kinda drained and less determined
Waking up and feeling like a burden searching for my purpose
They see what's on the surface now they wanna judge a man
Ignorant so they don't know they started with the upper hand
You don't really want this smoke my brudda this ain't Amsterdam
Told her that I'm on the come up
I ain't got no time for love
Ain't got no way to trust cause I been hurt honey
Told her that it doesn't make sense if it don't make money
But she just wanna put it in her mouth like a dummy
And like a dummy I gave into temptation
Hit it from the back, left with no explanation
Cause she the type of girl to treat affection like favours
Stress got me pacing, smoking on them flavours
Pack so loud that it's Waking up the neighbours
Had to make my own way, their roads led to cages
Or even worse you could have your name where the grave is
F*ck it imma try again
Bucket list ain't getting any smaller, I can't die again
But I wouldn't really call this living man I'm dying here
Angels calling me, but I'm just tryna be a pioneer
F*ck it imma try again
Bucket list ain't getting any smaller, I can't die again
But I wouldn't really call this living man I'm dying here
Angels calling me, but I'm just tryna be a pioneer