Tom: D minor•
Verse 1
Bb
Dm
Antt did the track
Bb
Dm
That boy a fool on that piano
C
Csus2
Did a lot of wrongs just to get right (Just to
Verse 2
Dm
get it right)
Bb
Did a lot of wrongs just to get right
(Just to get it right)
I knew that shit was wrong,
C
Dm
but it's gon' get me right
I'm just tryna get it right
Verse 3
Bb
It's gon' shine in the dark 'cause it's real ice ('Cause it's
VV)
Before I fuck that bitch, I'm gon' be
C
Dm
real nice (Iplay my role)
Nigga owe me money,
I ain't gon' ask twice (Pull up)
Bb
You better pull up with my shit, I'm
Am
Dm
bein' real nice (Nigga, pull up)
That Bentley 350, that's the
That 16 ain't got no seal,
Verse 4
Bb
That's the police, I can tell by their headlights
(Fuck)
C
Glock on me and I'm nervous,
Dm
this shit real life (Fuck)
Bb
'Cause I done fought the feds twice
Gave me three years and they was
Dm
bein' nice (I can't go back)
Bb
I was in there eatin' rice (Fuck)
C
Couldn't wait to see the light
Bb
I've been tryna get it right
(Tryna get it right)
Dm
Did a lot of wrongs just to get it right
(I'm still tryna get it right)
Know that shit was wrong,
Bb
but it's gon' get me right (Shit was worth my wait)
Dm
I'm just tryna get it right
C
Dm
I can tell by their headlights (That's them)
Glock on me and I'm nervous,
Bb
C
this shit real life (Fuck)
Dm
I done fought the feds twice (Twice)
Nigga, this shit real life
C
Remember when I had 900 followers (I remember
Verse 5
Dm
that)
That's when I had more followers
C
All I wanted was some Trues and a pair
Dm
of Pradas (Wanted them bitches so bad)
Double straps (Man, I swear to God)
Ayy, ayy
If a nigga try to rob you, just go in your
Bb
pocket (Give it to him)
'Cause that hunger that he feelin',
C
Dm
bro, I know about it (I was him)
Them couple dollars,
Bb
he'll kill before he go without it (Facts)
Shit, if you don't, he gon' drop
Am
you and take it off your body
Dm
You ain't strapped and they start shootin',
Bb
bro, you gotta run (Get the fuck on)
Dm
You never know who behind that gun
(Swear to God)
'Cause when I'm behind that bitch,
Bb
I'm tryna hit a head (Come here)
You runnin' off with niggas' bags,
Dm
When I was young, sellin'
dope was always in my head
Bb
Whole family sold dope, that's
Dm
just how I was bred (Everybody)
Cuz said, "You good with that
rap, do this instead"
Bb
Went behind his back, the other way,
Dm
flip it, we gon' split the bread (Fuck that)
I jumped into these streets and
that shit turned me out
Bb
Too many niggas fallin' victim,
Dm
that's what burned me out (I'm straight on that)
White mentality, business is how we earnin'
Black mentality, insurance jobs,
burn 'em down
C
Dm
That's the police, I can tell by their headlights
Verse 6
Glock on me and I'm nervous,
Bb
C
this shit real life (That's them)
Dm
I done fought the feds twice (Fuck)
Bb
C
Nigga, this shit real life (Twice)
I've been tryna get it right
Did a lot of wrongs just to get it
Bb
right (I'm still tryna get it right)
C
Know that shit was wrong,
Dm
but it's gon' get me right (I'm tryna get it right)
I'm just tryna get it right (Shit was
Outro 1
worth my wait)
Bb
C
Dm
Bb
C
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
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