Tonalità: D minor
Verse 1
Am
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Oh, how I miss you, baby, yeah
E
Am
F
G
E
I'd love to kiss you again
Am
F
My baby, I'm waiting
G
Am
for the wind blow
Y 'all just motherfuckers,
Bb
you feel me?
My nigga's ready, yeah
Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Lofan, Lofan, Lofan, Lofan, Lofan,
Bb
Lofan, Lofan, Lofan, Lofan, Lofan
Am
I gave y 'all grime,
I gave y 'all good times
And now I'm shedding light on you
Bb
like it's some shook blinds
I should define, it's just climate change
When I rise a Ranger, ray a straight bullet
Shot in the spot just to survive the days
Am
I'm Marta May's only way
to describe America
An actor in the office,
the 80's were people scarier
Bb
The same problems as earlier,
yeah they still in favor of us
The crack epidemic,
they lookin' at it like it's fairy dust
Am
Was livin' up in New York,
but I'm back in town
They passive now,
that they thinkin'
E
Grizzle was crashin' down
Bb
I'm lashin' out like Bobby was back,
Pilates with stacks
They say, do you believe in hell
Am
where body more act?
Cause they be catchin'
homies easily,
it's hard just to track
The white girl appeal a killer,
that's a Mali attack
Bb
I'm obviously that spark
in a mind that we need
No one my age can see me,
your numbers on the board was in a delete
Am
You re -read,
I really know push a T off on TV
But thinkin' life a movie,
I had to hit you in 3D
Bb
You leavin' me no choice, guys
I joined ties with Johnny
to make my joints live
Am
Rejoice, God is blessed
I pay the honorable debt
to give you this music
Every verse I sacrifice myself,
Bb
but still I don't lose it, dawg
Cup runneth over,
didn't even move it, dawg
Don't load the gun
Am
if you ain't plan for you to use it, dawg
You couldn't hold me back
with a damn trust fall
Bb
A mask told me rappin'
is way to touch God
Much sauce around here,
dummy, my kids, money, and mine
And I ain't got one,
but that don't stop none
Am
It's down on options,
but now I'm poppin'
A nigga thottin',
I move to the hottest chicken
Bb
like I'm doin' hot ones
Who's obnoxious said that I
ain't the GOAT
That's cool, the times that we had
Am
gon' have you dyin'
The youngest intellect
written deaths in a notebook
Light yagami, the right slide of these
Rappers that's thinkin' they're quite hot,
Bb
it's me, that's light
Now these trees I got overseas
got me overseeing
Oppose the legion,
you won't be breathin'
Through hoses, weeds,
Am
and noses needin' napkins
Asking for it, moaning, pleading,
he didn't stop so many
Kicks could be a goalie
for a season, cheesing
Bb
As I prepare for the end,
it seems the comparison's grim
The bean that they got,
it can knock a bear in the hair off your chin
Am
The Maryland Sin City,
where the arrogance win
The living really gritty,
where the vision of perish the many
Bb
And punks are telling us
that Baltimore dirty
Same nigga Sandy,
Am
Godeta's daughter, she purty
Fuck, scrutinized by society
Groups of guys of my color
can't even get a shot
Bb
You in or not, you still losing
I cover the wounds, but they still oozing
We make music for you,
Outro 1
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