Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
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Eb
Dm
Eb
Dm
Gm
Damn my P.O.
I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Dm
Violate me if ya want
Eb
gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets
I'm somewhere shinin'
Dm
Live every gotdamn day
Gm
like it's Friday
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon'
stop grindin'
Dm
Violate me if ya want
Gm
Eb
gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets
I'm somewhere shinin'
Dm
Eb
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
Dm
Eb
Dm
Verse 2
Gm
Tell the feds if they
comin' they better come now
Dm
They got my chips straight
now I'm ready to retire
Eb
Gm
I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die
Dm
And if I died today I
know I'll probably fry
Gm
But if I hit the right lick I can live nice
Dm
Think I'm scared to go get
it you gotdamn lie
Eb
My money go to lookin' funny
I'm gettin' on seventy- five
Dm
Non- stop homie straight
Eb
to the Cuban's island
Dm
Eb
I like to get money,
Dm
Eb
fuck hoes, and rock ice
Give a damn who don't
Dm
like it, it's my life
Gm
That's why I drank
e'eryday dog and stay high
Dm
Catch me in the strip club
Eb
lettin' money fly
And goin' broke the only thing
that can make me cry
Dm
I told my P.O. she can't
Eb
change me don't even try
Dm
Eb
Dm
The street life got me gone
Eb
I don't know why
Dm
Gm
Dm
Eb
Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die
Interlude 1
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Verse 3
Gm
Before I went to sleep I prayed
for a hundred squares
Dm
Gm
Told God he'll bless me if He
Eb
really cared
Know you fuck niggas prayin'
for me to get killed
Dm
Gm
Know you crackers wish you could
give me a hundred years
That's why I ball and stunt
for the niggas in jail
Dm
Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore
Eb
they put me in a cell
Nigga told me to turn myself in I
told him "go to Hell"
Dm
'Cause if they want me they better
Eb
do they job and that's real
Dm
Eb
Worst thang they can do is
Dm
Eb
hold me with no bail
Until that shit happen been done ran
Gm
across a whole mill'
I thug it out 'til the end homie
that's how it is
Dm
Life too motherfuckin'
short for me to sit still
Eb
I can't leave these streets
nigga they pay my bills
Dm
I gotta be dead in prison
Eb
nigga for me to chill
Dm
Eb
I asked a trick the other
Dm
Eb
day why he pop pills
Dm
Gm
He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel
Interlude 2
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Verse 4
Gm
I wake up e'ery mornin'
lookin' for a money bag
Dm
When a nigga died and he was
Eb
broke then he died sad
If I was on my dick you nig
Gm
gas'll be glad
Dm
Squeeze eights on the donk
Gm
just to make you mad
'Long as my heart still beatin'
nigga I'mma get cash
Dm
Live every motherfuckin'
Eb
day like it's my last
Indictment money in my pocket
and 'Gnac in my system
Dm
Eb
Need every muhfuckin' day to
Gm
Dm
feel like Christmas
Eb
Dm
Heard the crackers downtown
Eb
givin' out big nimbles
Dm
Gm
I know some motherfuckin' Haitians givin'
Dm
Eb
out tickles
Outro 1
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