Tom: D# minor
Verse 1
Willie
Falcón. I was the undisputed king in the cocaine industry,
from the mid -70s
Am
Dm
through the 80s and into the 90s.
If you smoked cocaine back in those days,
there was an 85 %
Am
chance it was my cocaine.
Dm
Am
I helped build
Miami's skyline into what
it is today. 20 billion
Dm
got me 27 years in federal prison. I always lived
by the code of honor.
That's why my
Am
best days are ahead of me. I am richer than
I've ever been. I would like to send my love
to my friend
Rick
Ross.
Dm
Rick, I am im mensely appreciated
in giving me love and keeping
Am
my name in your music for the
past two decades.
It rocks me that I had your support for
You gotta learn to use your mind to help keep
you out of certain situations.
G
Am
I'ma make it clear as I can for you young niggas,
you heard me?
Niggas
C
Dm
The problem was I never
was a prodigy
Bb#dim
Possibly my biggest flaw
never knew college degrees
Sippin' coffee at a cafe on
Capiche
Dm
A soul bein' soul and still on a leash
Roger
Bb#dim
G
Goodell, boy, he in the corniche
Am
I was really throwin' money,
I really saw a meet
And I let them rapper n****s
Dm
It ain't bout who made the most,
but let's make a toast
G
Cause a lot of n****s told
and kept it on the low
n****s never wanna vote
And before I wreck a label,
L .A.
Reid, the biggest baby face
It's for my n****s in
Bb#dim
the prison sippin'
G
Gatorade
Am
All the hittas takin' pictures
for they babies made
Or baby mamas in the projects
C
Dm
tryin' to make a way
N****s lookin' funny when
you dipped in honey
Am
Dm
G
I got a school of gunners
that'll get him punished
Am
Cause I'm on the streets
they consider me cunning
Hit you n****s in the test with
Dm
If she got a pentacoup
then she gotta be f***ing
G
Fifty restaurants but a lot of me hungry
Am
These n****s wanna gossip
I just want the dollars
All black phantoms going
Dm
Villains know we killing
so that ain't a problem
Bb#dim
I'm on the stack my money
Am
You can pat me down but I
got it regardless
Shades that I'm rockin',
him, we send a few bottles
Set him up like
G
Am
Tupac, get him to rob him
I always loved big, I did it big
I released
C
Omarion, he began to fizz
Dm
Double him to kids, now we back to biz
G
36 a brick, baby, here it is
Am
My n****s in designer, but we militant
I got this city on my back
C
and that's just what it is
Dm
220 on the dash, if steel couldn't stop us
A jet got bad,
Bb#dim
G
took my girl to the opera
Cuz
Am
OJ got bad, he went and bought a chopper
As if he couldn't get word, we lost
Dm
Three months later, forget all about you
Always doubt you,
G
and I can't live without you
Am
Did you cry for the man,
or did you cry for the fame?
Dm
Am
Did you cry for the pain?
world so many times, I
G
Miss love and loyalty by any means
world so many times, I
Em
C
To never pray amongst your enemies
too many times now
G
That new b*** feeling old to me
been old to me for so long
C
Dm
When the real b*** is coming home
Home
G
Am
It's been a me around
when I was your b***
I shouldn't have, baby shouldn't have
C
Dm
Home
Home
G
Am
It's been a mean world without you,
oh yeah
C
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