Відключити рекламуOriginal Key: Gb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 84
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[INTRO]
Gbm Cb Cb .
Gbm Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cb Yeah, yeah, yeah
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[CHORUS]
Gbm Mama, don't worry, I got my pistol
Cb Cb I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
Gbm Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"
Cb Cb If it weren't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true
Gbm Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Cb Cb Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
[VERSE]
Gbm Told mama, "Don't worry, you know you raised a hardbody"
Gbm Granny called the other day, said, "Don't stress 'cause God got you"
Cb I'ma chase this paper every day, I ain't doin' no stoppin'
Cb Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I'm so Four Pockets
Gbm All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can't forget that
Gbm Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin' from the rent man
(Turned the lights off)
Cb I ain't never lettin' nothin' slide, I was taught to get my lick back
Cb Hit hard, move silent, I ain't got time for all that chit chat
Gbm Even though I feel like you wasn't there, got mad love for my dad
Gbm No hard feelings, I ain't never cry 'bout nothin' I ain't have
Cb Growin' up inside of poverty, that shit'll have you mad (Mad)
Cb Goin' to school without no new shoes, that shit'll turn you bad (Bad)
Gbm Took security with my mama (My mama)
Gbm I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)
Cb 'Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)
Cb I'ma take care my sisters (My sisters)
Gbm We ain't writin' no more bad checks (No more bad checks)
Gbm My lil' boy them know 'bout private jets (PJs)
Cb And my auntie them, they straight now (Okay)
Cb It ain't too much for 'em to worry about, I promise
[CHORUS]
Gbm Mama, don't worry, I got my pistol
Cb Cb I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
Gbm Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"
Cb Cb If it weren't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
[VERSE]
Gbm Told mama, "Don't worry, I'll be just fine"
Gbm Angels watch over my shoulder like an umpire
Cb I could get in the octagon with these punchlines
Cb Like, nigga, I'm the captain and it's crunch time
Gbm Skip the lunch line, gotta eat more than sometime
Gbm I done time, so I think everyone one time
Cb Colorblind to the sunshine, I'd rather moonshine
Cb Told the team, "I don't care who shine as long as you shine"
Gbm Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job
Gbm Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job
Cb Too high, fuck the shit out her, then we woosah
Cb Woo ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign
Gbm Told my daddy, "I don't blame you, neither claim you"
Gbm You was never in the picture, somebody framed you
Cb Moms bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too
Cb Since the day I could walk, I been on the same two
[CHORUS]
Mama, don't worry (Tunechi), I got my pistol (Lil' bitch)
I'm gettin' my dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah),
you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)
Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"
If it weren't for struggle (Yeah, yeah, yeah),
my dreams, they wouldn't came true (Mula, baby)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
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