Tom: D minor
Verse 1
Fm
This ain't a diss song,
Eb
this a real song (DY Krazy)
Nigga, we ain't runnin'
from no responsibilities
I take care of families
I'm embarrassed over this
mess that I done caused
Fm
I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid
Eb
Ab
Eb
And it's way too many hom icides
Bought a hunnid guns,
Eb
Fucked the bitch once,
now she wanna cry
Ab
Eb
Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi
Ab
Eb
fuck my bitch every night
I don't know her name,
Fm
she wanna have my child
got me runnin' wild
Ab
Eb
Fm
Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile
Eb
Gotta keep it stashed up for the trial
Material intentions got
Eb
I'm in rare form like a hyena runnin' wild
All the opps getting gunned down
Fm
I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid
Eb
And it's way too many homicides
Bought a hunnid guns,
got my niggas sliding
Fm
Eb
Fucked the bitch once,
now she wanna cry
Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi
Ab
Eb
fuck my bitch every night
I don't know her name,
Ab
Eb
Fm
she wanna have my child
got me runnin' wild
Ab
Eb
Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile
Fm
I lost connections to the
Eb
streets and I was in denial
I seen a grown man shed tears
Fm
'cause he lost his trial
Eb
I said, the streets a crazy feeling
Eb
Have a one- on- one with God,
Eb
I woke up paranoid off drugs,
I said, "I'm tired now"
I answer my phone in the middle of the nigh like,
"Who done died now?"
Eb
but we gon' slide back when it's dying down
I don't know who opps no more,
Fm
you look crazy, I'm firing rounds
Eb
I love the streets, it's a portion of me
I came from nothing to "The
Voice of the Streets"
Fm
I got blood in the streets
I advised he died in his sleep
That's the trenches, yeah, yeah
Fm
I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid
Eb
And it's way too many homicides
Bought a hunnid guns,
Eb
Fucked the bitch once,
now she wanna cry
Ab
Eb
Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi
Ab
Eb
fuck my bitch every night
I don't know her name,
Fm
she wanna have my child
got me runnin' wild
Fm
Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile
Eb
Public conversation got
you touching clouds
Pop the wrong pill,
Eb
Ain't no visitation waiting for the trial
Took my last name,
Fm
this ain't 'bout the child
Eb
Real classy jazzy, but
don't do no trolling
Gotta treat you like dead when
Eb
See, Pluto you my brother
, gotta stay focused
Sometimes I get in my feelings too,
I wish I wore a Trojan
Fm
Eb
They tryna go viral off
DMs that's why I'm antisocial
I'm just tryna teach the
killers not to use emotion
Eb
don't think about my old bitch
Ab
Eb
I'm just tryna live my life and
catch this moment
Fm
I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid
Eb
And it's way too many homicides
Bought a hunnid guns,
got my niggas sliding
Fm
Eb
Fucked the bitch once,
now she wanna cry
Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi
Eb
fuck my bitch every night
I don't know her name,
Fm
she wanna have my child
got me runnin' wild
Numb to the pain,
Eb
We ain't even get no sleep
around this shit
Eb
decision
That caused permanent pain
Shit ain't goin' nowhere
Fm
(I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid)
Eb
(And there's way too many
homicides)
That hood mentality feel like you
could go through anything
(Bought a hundred guns, got
Eb
(Laughin' to the bank,
got me runnin' wild)
(Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile)
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