Tom: D major
Verse 1
D
A
I'm riding round and I'm
getting' it;
G
A
They riding round pretendin'
D
A
G
A
D
A
I been had it, I been
G
D
Bm
F#m
G
A
G
D
done,
A
G
A
I promise that it's all empty
D
They say they ridin' Bugatti's,
A
Man, put some babies through
G
A
college
D
A
Quit tryna' act like the trap is cool,
G
A
Bbdim
'Cause we tired hearin' that garbage
Bm
F#m
G
A
D
Hey, bags of white, pints of lean,
A
G
A
I been on dope boys since
D
F#m
Bm
G
a
A
D
teen
A
G
A
But this ain't
Bbdim
Bm
F#m
what we meant to be,
G
A
D
And y'all
A
don't make
A
D
A
You pump fakin', ain't shootin',
G
A
D
ain't killin, ain't doin'
A
G
A
Half them thangs you say
Bbdim
Bm
F#m
you doin',
G
A
D
But 116 we stay true an'
A
Ain't dope dealin', ain't Po pimpin',
G
A
D
F#m
talkin' 'bout my own folk killin'
Bm
G
A
D
We on that Je sus soul healin',
G
A
Bbdim
Bm
F#m
Wild ain't we, can't tame
G
A
F#m
D
A
G
us,
A
D
A
been changed, can't change us
G
A
1: 16 – You can't shame us.
D
A
Live that truth; you can't
A
Bm
I heard him say he bought
F#m
G
A
the block (Fakin!)
D
A
G
A
In his song he say he
gansta' but he not (Fakin!)
D
G
Say he makin' money,
A
D
cashin' big checks (Fakin!)
A
While his chain leavin' green on
Em
G
A
his neck (Fakin!)
Bm
F#m
I'm not impressed
G
A
So I guess that make you,
(Thi'sl)
D
Til 'dem boys caught him, hit him
F#m
Bm
with them two shots
Now, he in the station
A
D
The bullets made him lean,
A
now I guess he's 2 Chains
G
A
He bought that Bentley kit and wrapped
Bbdim
Bm
it 'round a 300
F#m
G
No matter how you put it,
A
G
the flatchin' cut it off
Frontin' like your paper
A
longer than the Power Ball
F#m
guess he ain't seen the movie
Bm
Keep on fakin' 'til you face
A
D
With some killas in you room with some
real guns
A
G
A
That don't make noise and ain't plastic
Bbdim
Bm
but they real guns
F#m
I heard him say he bought
the block (Fakin!)
gansta' but he not (Fakin!)
A
D
Say he makin' money,
A
G
cashin' big checks (Fakin!)
A
D
A
While his chain leavin'
G
green on his neck (Fakin!)
D
So I guess that make you,
yes that make you
(Lecrae)
G
Real recognize real; introduce ya' self
A
Bm
Careful with that cannon
F#m
boy; you might just shoot ya' self
G
A
D
Somebody wake em',
G
Before they end up lyin' in
Bm
These killas fulla' them demons,
F#m
while you pretendin' you Scarface
G
You ain't really no ghetto boy,
Why you fakin' thathard face?
A
D
That just made him furious; somebody
Tell these boys in the
And hell burns hotter, I
A
D
G
A
D
turn to the Father
A
D
G
I prayin', "Lord forgive em'
D
'cause they lyin' like Mufasa
A
D
A
They got these eight'graders
with they eyes on a choppaI
G
D
A
I pray the Lord save 'em 'fo He drop
A
D
I heard him say he bought
the block (Fakin!)
A
In his song he say he gansta' but
G
he not (Fakin!)
Say he makin' money,
A
D
cashin' big checks (Fakin!)
A
G
While his chain leavin' green
I'm not impressed
Bm
So I guess that make you,
G
A
That make you a faker!
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