Tonalità: F minor
Verse 1
Cm
Ab
Bb
Ab
Lemme tell y'all
a 'lil story about myself
Cm
This right here is a true story,
Ab
check it out though
Verse 2
Ab
Cm
Ulcers hurt my salary,
Ab
alter my personality
Give it to you real,
Cm
I can't feed my culture no fallacy
You know my attitude,
arrogant, cocky rude
Ab
Eatin' off papi food,
Eb
Ab
used to be a stocky dude
Cm
Weighed two twenty,
Verse 3
Cm
Ab
Cm
wit two honies, I move monie
Ab
Eb
Ab
It's true dummy, dunny need a new tummy
Eb
I become berserk,
Cm
it was no fun to work
Eb
Bb
Ab
Everyday my stomach hurt,
rippin' off my undershirt
Verse 4
Ab
Cm
The pain was no comparison,
Ab
Cm
stomach started cherishin'
Ab
Cm
Throwin' up in public, yo fuck it,
it was embarrassin'
Regurgitatin', green,
yellow, burgundy, boom
Ab
But came my urgency soon,
Verse 5
the emergency room
Cm
In there, no salvage,
treated like a cold savage
Ab
They said pimpin' symptoms,
huh, a dope addicts
There you have it,
Bb
but they ain't find no heroin
Cm
Ab
Coke, crack, dope, just weed,
but that's my medicine
Verse 6
Ab
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Cm
Bb
Say that I'm too gordy,
Ab
word to my blue maurys
Cm
This is a true story
Ab
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Bb
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 7
Bb
Cm
Never mind stuntin', dime puffin,
Eb
Cm
doc spent his time frontin'
Ab
Cm
Ab
He like a bad detective,
Cm
Ab
he ain't find nuttin'
Cm
Besides that though,
Eb
I can't enjoy a movie, dinner
Cm
My son growin' up,
Ab
I'm lookin' like the movie thinner
Verse 8
Ab
I'm thinkin' suicide,
Cm
do or die, sit and cry
Ab
What hurt my baby moms
askin' if I'm gettin' high
Eb
Ab
Bb
She gonna play me a thug,
Ab
Bb
I told the lady I love
Ab
If it ain't hustlin' ma,
Bb
Ab
please don't relate me to drugs
Verse 9
Bb
Ab
Cm
Ab
I'm loosin' weight though,
Cm
everyday pounds and muscles
Ab
Eb
Gotta get off my ass,
Ab
Eb
hit some towns and hustle
Ab
Bein' sick, huh, it get sickenin' you know
I was too sick to do shows,
but still equipped to move O's
Verse 10
Ab
You know my attitude, get it how I get it
Cm
If I can shoot, I turn around,
I'm off my pivot
Ab
And oops, I thought I had it mapped
Weight started to gain again,
Eb
Ab
it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained again
Verse 11
Ab
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Eb
Ab
Bb
Thought that it went away, uh,
oh, here it come again
Ab
Ay, yo, god
Verse 12
body, I'm hard bodied,
Cm
Ab
Eb
word mommy, vanishin'
Ab
Eb
Ab
Hadda go low, the male clinic, Minnesota
Cm
Ab
Eb
I couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard place
Ab
For me, that's a odd place,
Eb
Ab
I'm only here by God's grace
Verse 13
Cm
Like a lab rat, them
Ab
tests dishonor Cam
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
sonogram
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be
stressed
Verse 14
Ab
The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
Eb
And that's irritable bowel child,
Ab
I hadda spit it y'all
Kick to y'all,
Eb
so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'all
Ab
Eb
Ab
Get it, get it, get it, get it?
Verse 15
Ab
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
Bb
Ab
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Bb
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 16
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
Ab
word to my blue maurys
Cm
Ab
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Outro 1
uh oh, here it come again
Ab
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