Tom: C minor•
Verse 1
Fm
Then the man they called
Cm
went to the chief priests
Fm
and said, What will you give me
Cm
They paid him 30 pieces
of silver.
It's a dirty game.
You gotta be careful who you fuck with,
who you don't fuck with.
Keep your mind on your riches, baby.
Keep your mind on your riches.
And from that moment,
he began to look out
for an opportunity to betray him.
Arms reach from me, ain't sleepin'
Eb
Dm
Cm
It's cold out, get your heat,
Hand to hand, get it, then you leavin'
Eb
Dm
I swear the shadows always
Cm
Fm
creepin' round
If we beefin', we ain't never even
Eb
Dm
I lost my dog,
Cm
Fm
he was bleedin' right
Whoever crossed us gotta get treated
Eb
Bb
Cm
I got angels and demons all
Fm
Scene sittin' in the alley,
Eb
plottin' on a new lick
Bb
Cm
These rappers all got guns,
Fm
and when they scared, they use it
I told the plug, that ain't gon' work,
Eb
you gots to find some new shit
Fm
I'll never rob from anyone
I'm cool with
The ones I move with are killers,
they don't show no remorse
Eb
Bb
Cm
Catch a case, post a bail,
and never show for court
Fm
The flow raw, pain like a slow divorce
Bb
Cm
I just hold my course,
Fm
give my smokers chores
You'd be surprised
Eb
where you find loyalty at
Bb
Cm
My bro wanna switch to loud
Fm
when he just ordered these bag s
I said naw, then thought about it,
Eb
I was calling him back
Bb
Cm
Cause life is good, but any second,
Fm
that shit all could be bad
Some people wouldn't understand that
Eb
Dm
The last birds wouldn't cook,
Cm
we had to underhand that
Fm
Just got off with Brody in the jail,
he said it's jam -packed
Eb
Bb
I'm stuffing hard in them
Cm
12 -12 skinny square bags
Fm
Arms reach from me, I ain't sleeping
Eb
Bb
Cm
Fm
It's cold out, get your heat, I keep it
Hand to hand, get it, then you leaving
Eb
Dm
I swear the shadows
Cm
Fm
always creepin' round
If we beefin' we ain't never even
Eb
Dm
I lost my dog,
Cm
Fm
he was bleedin' right
Whoever cross us gotta get treated
Eb
Bb
Cm
I got angels and demons all
Fm
Smoke and piff out the papers,
Eb
try and clear my chest up
Bb
Cm
I'm off parole, watch yourself,
Fm
I can afford to mess up
Killer woulda beat his body
He coulda picked twelve,
Fm
damn, he ain't have to go head up
Cause the judge only cares
about conviction rates
Eb
Bb
COVID pushed the courts back
Cm
You lucky if you get your date
as I'm riding down the interstate
Eb
Bb
Said there's crack all
I must've missed a plate
Fm
Black Skullies on the license plate
Dm
Cm
No matter what it's for,
we all chasing check
Fm
In the jail, I got respect
because I gave respect
Eb
Now I'm home, touching big bags
Fm
And I don't take the threats
Arms reach from me, I ain't sleeping
Eb
Bb
Cm
Fm
It's cold out, get your heat, I keep it
Hand to hand, get it, then you leavin'
Eb
Dm
I swear the shadows
Cm
Fm
always creepin' around
Eb
If we beefin', we ain't never even
I lost my dog, he was bleedin' right
Fm
Whoever crossed us gotta get treated
I got angels and demons, all
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