EST GEE - Undefeated

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Original Key: D Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 82
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
 
[INTRO]
 
Dm
 
Bb C Dm C (Look out, Veno)
Dm (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)
 
Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
[VERSE ONE]
Bb Nigga, I'm undefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neither
Dm I ain't got no sympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'
F I ain't no motherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons
Dm I spent whole weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'
 
Bb Call my baby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"
Dm Lethal injection by the needle, I ain't force nothin' on my pеople
Bb And they ain't force it on mе neither, we both addicts, so we equals
Dm And so I feel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em
 
Bb Fuck permission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer
Dm Tryna teach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the mission
Bb And the difference is in love and loyalty ain't commitment
Dm And to give it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'
 
[CHORUS]
Bb When you a real street nigga (Real street nigga),
barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)
Dm Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)
Dm You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)
Dm On permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
Bb Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
Dm Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
F Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
Dm All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah
 
[VERSE TWO]
Bb It's overstood not to sleep 'til it's good,
Dm even then, it ain't great as it should
Dm You helped me shake off these drugs
Dm My nigga, it was what it was, but I'm done ventin',
Dm finish, the streets ain't got no love
Dm Bb High solo in my truck, tryna pass Red the blunt
 
Bb Dm Watch him walk up on me starin', slowly reach for my gun
Dm Too big to Go like Pun
Bb I'ma land one in the lung or on a neck or a tongue
Dm Bb Just 'cause I can't lose, gotta keep em' clean, Go to school in my play shoes
 
Bb "You welcome's" but no "Thank you's"
Dm Got me thinkin' like, "Thank who?"
Dm Bb Most that shit was fake, but I Do thank God for his grace
Bb Dm And makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plate
Dm Bb Even Pluto said I'm great, he wanna help me change my fate
 
Bb Dm Took a monster out on tour just for the world to know my face
Dm Dm Fifty six nights straight, I Go in beast mode for that pape'
Dm This a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race
Dm Bb Only real niggas relate and you ain't one if you can't, mm, mm
 
[BRIDGE]
Dm Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
 
[CHORUS]
Dm Yeah, when you a real street nigga (Real street nigga),
Dm barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)
Dm Dog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)
Bb You a shootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)
Dm On permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
 
Bb Yeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
Dm Foreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
Bb Shootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
Dm All night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah
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