Tonalità: D# minor
Intro 1
C#m
B
G#m
A
B
Now my grandma happy,
Verse 1
C#m
got my shit together
B
Told bro we'll take the town
G#m
an d we just stick
together
A
Every time bro catch a beat
we do that shit
together I know he got two
phones but I still sent
the letter
G#m
Cause I know how that feel
C#m
Don't prepare me to know where to
rap I feel like my shit real
B
Frontin' bows and fuckin'
niggas hoes
Before I got a deal
A
Love for sure, but you done broke the code,
I don't know how to feel it
And I ain't told nobody, no for real,
C#m
since I got a meal, I'm tied in
Another bloody summer in
B
Atlanta, then lost five friends
Mama told me that water was cold,
A
I still had dived in
Never let a n***a take me out,
this beef, we dine in
Dawg done lost his mind, I pray to
C#m
God to help him find it
I was in a dark spot,
B
but I came back and I broke the knob
Remission my country boy for a profit,
A
now a n***a run the charge
Don't need your comin' off,
this the shit that I live for
At least five n****s
C#m
that'll kill for me
Lord, it ain't my fault, she don't got morals
B
I got rich, I'm a life story,
I left the streets in a
paddy wagon,
A
I came back and got right to it
Never question my
Lord, tear a bitch that deep, then don't
do it,
B
Seem to go my hardest when
C#m
I'm goin' through it
Doin' that, said I'm done,
B
but then I double back
Are you dumb?
A
You the one, and I'm because of that
Firearm, always on me,
I be clutchin' that
Know I'm wrong,
B
how your fucker playin'
Russian roulette?
C#m
All my life I had to fight, I feel like
Mike
B
Shootouts every other week, we had that
A
Bitches every other night,
F#m
A
I'm paged in
B
I'ma always play my part,
C#m
if it fucked up, I know it was
And shit, I still ain't drop my hardest shit
B
I'm tryna get on some harder shit,
my mind still in apartments
A
My account say I need to slow it down,
I need
New
York garments,
Close my eyes and think about
Where I come from when
I'm performin'
B
C#m
I'm on top of every dime,
I check my balance every mornin'
B
I'm relaxin' with the bad one,
they be askin',
Can they join us?
A
And my lil' friends so crip,
Nigga, these bracelets, 60 partners
And them
Maybachs back -to -back
on the south side,
B
C#m
I'm puttin' on for my people,
them say the wrong words
We deletin' him,
B
no doubt about it, they believe in him
Won't let him down,
I promise, I really cried
A
Marlowe died, I felt it all in my stomach
On the same shit that I been on,
they ain't never
switchin' my formula,
C#m
I remember they made fun of me
Can't be with nobody under me,
these lil' n****s
B
shit under me, I'm way up on them,
honestly
A
Four buildings in the last month,
I'm boostin' up
my economy,
F#m
A
Four million, that was this week
Which one of y 'all wanna
C#m
Yeah, do it that, said I'm done
B
But then I double back,
are you dumb?
A
And I'm because of that,
fire on, always on me
I be clutchin' that, know I'm wrong,
I ain't a fucker
Playin'
B
Russian roulette,
C#m
all my life I had to fight
I feel like
B
Mike, shootouts every other
week, we had that
A
Bitches every other night,
I'm cashed that
B
I'ma always play my part,
C#m
B
A
never fucked by no awards and shit
B
you
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