Tom: Bb major
Verse 1
G
F#m
E
Em
Whatever happened
Am
The boy that I once knew?
(It's ya boy Capone)
Bm
G
F#m
The boy who said he'd be true (young slime from QB, let's go,
Em
Oh no, oh no (kill me,
Oh no, no, no, no,
Em
E
no (uh, wet me)
Em
Oh no, oh no (disrespect me)
C
Oh no, no, no, no, no (uh, yeah,
G
Em
check it, yeah)
Verse 2
I told the judge, "I ain't comin' back
Catch me if your cops could"
C
G
I got a chopper sittin' under
You'll never catch me slippin'
C
I'll never get rocked by a chicken
I know you lame niggas
G
F#m
know my position
Em
So believe me, I'm no damn different
C
Listen, understand I'm a man with a vis
ion (I got a vision, baby)
G
You could kill me and bury me after
E
Em
Now who could do it like I do it?
D
Rap it just like I rap it?
C
Keep an army in the ratchet right
Am
How dare you detest me?
How dare you neglect me?
Bm
G
I'm the street in the purest form,
E
Em
Wet me, I'm coming back twice,
I'm that nice
C
Rap life is for the takin',
Bm
Em
I'm shakin' this shit down
For a verse with Capone, you takin'
Verse 3
C
Who could take one and turn it to four?
Am
I put blood, sweat, and tears,
Bm
for these past seven years, it was pain
G
F#m
Now I'm tryna see glory in the game
Verse 4
E
Em
Bitch, I'm gon' get caught
in the middle of a crossfire
G
Em
in my waist to cross fire
They say I'm too thorough for my damn self,
C
brain on gun power (too thorough, baby, crazy)
G
Hittin' fake niggas with flour
Em
Devour every nigga with power,
hit 'em lead showers
C
G
Homie, you can't be me, can't see me,
Talk greazy, but walk easy,
you damn lucky
C
G
It gets ugly, gun smoke leavin'
E
Em
Now, who can shoot it like I shoot
D
it, persistent with headshots?
C
Take a neighborhood to war
Bm
with a .4 and a red dot
Am
I'm not with the Westons,
I'm hot with the Smith and
Bm
Listen, you play with death head
G
F#m
in' in my direction
Em
how could you not love me?
How could you not trust me?
C
Bm
You just plant faith in pussies,
Em
push me, this shit disgusting
To get me out the game,
C
y'all cowards got to buck me
Verse 5
C
Who could take one and turn it to four?
Am
I put blood, sweat, and tears,
Bm
for these past seven years, it was pain
G
F#m
Now I'm tryna see glory in the game
Verse 6
C
Bm
Oh no, no, no, no, no (this my year,
C
(New York City, the rebels)
F#m
E
(America, spent five years,
man)
Oh no, oh no (it's my turn)
Oh no, no, no, no,
C
no (three in the penitentiary)
G
Em
C
Oh no, oh no (can never stop)
(I can't stop, nigga)
Verse 7
E
Em
do it like I do it?
D
Rap it just like I rap it?
C
Keep an army in the ratchet right
Am
How dare you detest me?
How dare you neglect me?
Bm
G
I'm the street in the purest form,
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