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