Remove AdsOriginal Key: D# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 78
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[INTRO]
D#m G#m A#m
Get you some money, nigga
[VERSE ONE]
D#m When you broke, it make your life harder
D#m Money changed a lot of shit
D#m Everything I seen was real, at funerals like I'm convinced
G#m Blood on my hands, dirt on my sneakers
G#m I seen the reaper
A#m Niggas ain't gangsta, they divas, that's why you hardly seen us
D#m I pledge allegiance to the drug dealers
D#m Say my name, the club fill up
D#m Mama prayed we'd never be no thug niggas
G#m My pops was a problem, the fuck I'm 'posed to be
A#m Kept it solid, no sucker in me, that's how it's supposеd to be
D#m On Google, lookin' up my name, my lifе ain't for the lames
D#m Shoe string around his arm, he lookin' for a vein
G#m Youngin' all he see is red, said he lookin' for some pain
A#m He just dropped four on the Phantom and he took it to the brain
D#m Life in a crisis
D#m All of us got our own vices, I got this shit in the vice grip
D#m Got what you need
D#m Check out the prices, trip to Belize, still trying to excite em
G#m Walk in the graveyard, some call it the night shift
G#m Plenty of money to get
A#m You could get rich, it's all up to you
A#m You want a Honda, or you want a Bent?
D#m Lord if we find em, nobody gon' miss
D#m Don't tell his mama she 'bout to be sick
D#m Got in the wrong lane, couldn't switch
D#m Smokin' on my own strain in the Vent
G#m Lay up on all white leather seats
G#m Whiter than cocaine when you sniff
A#m Watch off the dope game, what a gift
A#m She ain't got no brain, but she thick
D#m I had a rope chain, like I'm Rakim with a .38 on my hip
D#m I took the four train with a suitcase with like thirty plates in that bitch
G#m Seen way too much heartbreak, put a 808 on my wrist
A#m Back and forth, we ain't never cool, it be day to day with my bitch
D#m Feel like MJ with that .45, might fade away if I'm lit
D#m Ain't no NFL, I been through hell, when they raid nigga, they blitz
G#m Aye, nigga, that's Crip
G#m Put that on fate, nigga, don't play nigga
A#m Thinking 'bout what you could make with us
A#m If you down, with us 'til the grave, nigga
[CHORUS]
D#m I took losses, I got back then I lost again, I'm still here
D#m Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I'm still here
G#m Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don't feel the same but I'm still here
A#m Still rollin' like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
D#m Took losses, I got back then I lost again, I'm still here
D#m Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I'm still here
G#m Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don't feel the same but I'm still here
A#m Still rollin' like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
[VERSE TWO]
D#m Ain't no weave, shit real here
D#m Life come like life go, buss it down, it's a light show
D#m G#m That ain't real, that's diet coke, know it's fake but you buy it though
G#m Watch what I say, they be wired bro
A#m Niggas claim how they in the race
A#m But they out of shape, lookin' tired bro
D#m What you know about homies dyin' bro
D#m Mama cryin', tryna find a way to get through the pain and hit a higher note
D#m If you from it, that's just how it go
G#m Phone call, then he gotta go
G#m When the shotty blow, then it's adios
A#m At his door like dominoes, now his grandma and his mama know
D#m Down South, we at Papadeaux's
D#m Cops raid, then we gotta close
D#m Lot of bags like we buying clothes, I been like this since a snotty nose
G#m Body cold, man, body froze, man down, hope nobody told
A#m When that body don't nobody know
A#m Play the lobby with a lot of smoke
D#m Auntie always said I was a rebel like I'm Rowdy
D#m But I'm more like Bobby though
D#m Foreign shit like I'm Fabio, reportin' live from El Barrio
G#m Tweakin' with a couple freaks all up in the sheets
G#m Probably off a Molly though
A#m The number one stunner, I ain't never been to Hollygrove
A#m D#m Hollywood bitches know I'm hood, what they wouldn't do, niggas know I would
D#m What they couldn't do, niggas know I could
[BRIDGE]
G#m I say a prayer for niggas that's gone
G#m I say a prayer for niggas that's here
A#m I say a prayer for niggas that's real
A#m I say a prayer for niggas that's weird
[CHORUS]
D#m I took losses, I got back then I lost again, I'm still here
D#m Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I'm still here
G#m Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don't feel the same but I'm still here
A#m Still rollin' like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
D#m Took losses, I got back then I lost again, I'm still here
D#m Niggas tried to take my life, kill my spirit, I'm still here
G#m Look around, lot of niggas gone, it don't feel the same but I'm still here
A#m Still rollin' like a wheelchair, fuck fame, shit real here
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