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Intro 1
Cm
Verse 1
Cm
I ain't got no time for the fake shit
They talk behind my back, how I make shit
Gm
I look 'em in they eyes
and they face sick
Cm
When you start getting money,
Verse 2
you a Mason
Cm
I don't believe in God wit' a white face,
Devil on me I been tryna be patient
Gm
Couldn't name another nigga
that could shake shit
Drunk sleeping in the park,
Cm
couldn't pay rent
Come outside after dark,
hope Christ with you
Loyalty is when they really spend
they life with you
Couple niggas hating on me,
Gm
that's a light issue
Cm
Inside of that foreign look like
white tissue
Verse 3
Shitting on these niggas like my stomach hurt
Cm
Don't make me find out
where your mother work
Gm
We be laying under cars
for a couple Percs
Cm
Bitch, I'm in the mob,
I don't want to work
I don't know the last job I had
We was lining niggas up
for a dime and a half
Gm
Cm
I done spent so much time doing bad
Gm
Cm
I just wanna put my mom in a Jag
Verse 4
Cm
I'm on Lennox, day one, I be matching
Got a homie that be hungry
for the madness
Gm
Follow niggas in they car
when it's cracking
Cm
I know niggas still selling hard
with a passion
You never seen a fiend
strip butt naked
Thinking back when I ain't have one record
I was in the slums where they
Gm
love pressing
Cm
Where you can't leave the crib
without one weapon
Verse 5
Cm
That's why we keep a couple
real close by
Goyard duffle, I be so fly
Hardest in New York, that ain't no lie
Gm
Cm
Different kind of taste, I don't know why
I only shop if the shit expensive
They know who I am,
this is bigger business
Gm
I be getting racks just to show up
Cm
Verse 6
Imagine if I tell a nigga,
"Kill the witness"
New Gucci boots look like Timbs,
though
Gm
All my life, my pops had a Benzo
Charlie said he gotta do eleven months
Cm
I'm thinking, "Where the fuck
did all my friends go?"
I'm somewhere in the valley
where the wind blow
Verse 7
Ordering a salad for a slim hoe
Cm
Gm
Thinking how these fuck niggas must feel
Cm
But I can understand them
'cause I been broke
I can understand, I ain't have much
I just put my mom in a condo
Gm
Cm
Nigga, I just put my mom in a condo
Verse 8
Smoking on a bomb, got my eyes low
Cm
I was popping pills in my building
I just signed a deal worth a million
Gm
Praying Scrap Low get appealed,
Cm
I'm still out in the field
with a drill that will kill him
I think I'm Makaveli in the flesh
Got it feeling like Pac in the building
Gm
Call Lenny S, get the Roc in the building
Verse 9
Cm
In the school zone,
watching cops while I'm dealing
In a new zone, I ain't stopping, I'm plotting
I Facetimed Meek and he told
me how to get it
Money in the floor,
Gm
stash the guns in the ceiling
Cm
This dope fiend told me she
Verse 10
in love with the feeling
Cm
She rather get high then to go to work
I gotta get high when I go to work
We live and we die,
Gm
ain't no tears in my eyes
Cm
Gm
I remember telling mama,
Cm
"I don't wanna work"
Praying everyday but I don't
go to church
You gon' die before I see my
Verse 11
little brother hurt
Cm
Gm
I just spent fifty on a time piece
Cm
I remember telling niggas,
"Rap was gonna work"
Praying everyday but I don't
go to church
You gon' die before I see my
little brother hurt
Gm
I just spent fifty on a time piece
Cm
I remember telling niggas ,"Rap was gonna
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work"
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
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