Отключить рекламуOriginal Key: A Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 85
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[INTRO]
A#m D#m Fm
[VERSE]
A#m Lord, I come to you with a heavy heart
A#m My life been hard from the very start
A#m That shit be hard, but I still play my part
A#m Wanna Do right even tho' I live wrong
D#m Fm I watched my dawg Go to trial off my cellphone
A#m The realest hittin', guess they never got the memo
A#m I'm on these Perc's, they hittin' hard just like [?]
A#m They on my trail, they can't keep up with my tempo
D#m Fm Don't want the blame so they find someone to tell on
A#m Where your block? I fuck around and come and spin it
A#m Don't want to talk to feds, probably got my digits
A#m Free Melly it been love since the beginning
D#m Fm Talking 'bout subpoena, tell that lady I ain't get it (Let's go)
A#m If you ask my name, bend it, I ain't in it (Yah, yah)
A#m Put some respect up on my name when you spit it (Yah, yah)
A#m And don't forget I'm one of the ones who really with it (Yah)
D#m Fm Ain't been on Twitter, usually keep me out your mentions (Fah, fah)
A#m I'm at the house eating McDonald's with my kitties (Yeah)
A#m I be really quick to flash so I be chilling
A#m
When I'm in the A, I got my Glock all up in Atlantics
D#m Fm You play them killers, coming through just like a entrance (Ah)
A#m What's the deal? I'm just tryna let you know
A#m I fuck around and take a niggas soul
Two plus Two, I be throwing up that A#m
D#m Fm I kicked it in when they try to lock the door
A#m Fuck the cops siren, never tell 'em "Please" (Never)
A#m
I'm eating chop's, but I'm still 'bout the B
A#m I got two kids I just really need my cheese
D#m Fm Try to take 'em from me, I'm gon' make a nigga bleed (Bitch, please)
A#m I got blood in my eyes, I can't see (I can't see)
A#m I don't play 'cause I always play to keep (Fah, fah)
A#m On top my shotta, nigga ass with a beam (Ah huh)
D#m Fm Got it in my pocket like my phone I let it ring
A#m Hello
A#m What up blood?
A#m You know I ain't got [?] phone
A#m What's happenin' boy?
A#m Why is you out there playin' with them people, man?
A#m Get a [?]
A#m Stand on this shit, man [?] the real gang, man
D#m Fm Go blick in on them bitches right
[VERSE]
A#m Thought it was over, they turnt they back and won't fuck with me (Fuck)
A#m I lost it all and got it back, I told 'em "Look at me" (Look at me)
A#m I'm standing tall, it ain't no folding
A#m Clutching bad, I'm always holdin 20
D#m Money always be my motive
A#m So if you owe me, act like you know me
A#m And every time I turn around they always asking 'bout that boy
A#m I'on give a fuck about no pill, I push it down and that's on God
A#m He got more money, got more plaques, but I been that before this rap
D#m Fm I turn a nigga into a pack and he gon' [?] that's a fact
A#m You don't believe my words, Go and ask that nigga (Ask that boy)
A#m I put a nigga in a bag, I sack a nigga (Ask that boy)
A#m Feel that two, I see you, he in back edition (Poh, poh, poh)
A#m D#m Fm He did a drill, I paid to find him like a traffic ticket (Poh, poh, poh)
A#m See him in traffic I'm spinnin' [?]
A#m They takin' his legs and takin' his face
A#m I'm bringing that pressure, I'm making them pay
A#m He play with them letters, he feelin' that K
A#m Back in my cell I was clutching a blade
A#m Back on that drink I just need me a tase
D#m We get the drop then you better Go pray
Fm Want a tat to their dead so I tat at they face
(What up B Real)
(HardBody)
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