Tom: A minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Tryna make a dollar
when I only had some change
Seen inside a one -man cell,
I tighten up my brain
I can't fuck with all of y 'all,
G
I'm tightened up, my gang
Am
I'm too far for me to complain,
no one came hard as I then came,
for sure I could've kept going,
but I made a lane for broke
That's what you supposed to do
If any n***a overstep,
F
they brown as you supposed to shoot
G
An d there's enough money
I'll post your music
I know that this shit is a facade,
I ain't gon' let him fool me
I can't put my trust inside no broad,
I ain't gon' let him use me
I done put a heart inside my pocket,
F
G
ain't gon' never lose it
Am
I done had to stand in front of judge
and tell him I'ma use it
Go to sleep, we fuckin',
wake up, then we fussin'
Baby, we can't force it, lover on his course
I make you call my name
G
until you lose your voice
Me and money, Mary,
Am
we fuck off as a couple
I'm takin' doubles,
cause I don't like to be down too much
But I still serve,
and I don't play around too much
Take my word,
G
you can't just be down with us
We put in work,
Am
have a ticket on a Phantom
Just to ride around and out on my low
Boys gon' make the four,
they dress my mama
For these war shows,
I'm just happy it ain't court
That shit, I ride Rari's, I don't horseplay
Am
gotta have a blicky when I'm mad
You keepin' your business clean,
everyone tryna endorse you
I'ma never stick my dick in,
F
no one I pay child support to
I've been tryna build a fortune,
Am
G
got mil lions for my niece and nephew
I've been playin' the trampoline,
Am
whoever fallin', I'ma catch you
If you wanna play,
that shit's so sour,
you know I woulda helped you
How the fuck you leavin'?
Without me, it ain't no goin' in
All the n***a told me it was free,
and ain't no askin'
Take it rollin', y gon' be slidin',
they say tell me tell
You gon' die,
Dm
Am
I'll get you some money,
F
G
will turn the city to a living hell
Am
It was crowding on the elevator,
I took the stairs
Lost some people on the way up,
but I don't even care
I can't keep you up for the night,
F
Dm
I wanna please your body, I
F
G
Am
Want to please your body, I
If it ain't no walk, then I drink Trish
Can't no promoter
book my bitch
Can't name a nigga from Chicago
ever say they took my shit
I can't post up like a killer,
F
none of them niggas kill my twins
G
We gon' spit till we get dizzy,
Am
we gon' spit till we see him
Child support did me wrong,
tried to get me out of M
Only time I hear from them
when I post money on my gram
Went to her, man,
F
I need a big kit on my lam
G
Am
She a E -5, so she keepin' on her B's
when she prayin'
My lawyers dogs, when I call,
they get richer by the case
I got n****s fuck with dog food
and get richer by the day
I know watch it, yo, she fake,
Em
I can tell a richer baddest face
G
Real n***a, when I'm around y 'all,
Am
I be feelin' out of place
The industry ain't let me in,
the judge ain't let me travel then
Ain't no silent purse,
I might go take one of them castles in
And I know some hoes that run they mouth,
that's why I don't ever see him
G
Am
All my diamonds, G .I .A. Certified gen
No cap, got a top -tier bitch,
she my side bitch
Bitches from the trenches
claim they kids on they taxes
How you dressin' better
than your kids?
You need your ass kicked
G
Am
A laugh, he wasn't matchin' that,
he matchin' with his cash
Take it rolly off when you slidin',
they say, me, tell
You gon' die,
Dm
I'll get you some money,
or you go to jail
F
Am
All these choppers
Dm
G
will turn the city to a living hell
Am
It was crowded on the elevator,
I took the stairs
Lost some people on the way up,
but I don't even care
I can't keep it both for the night
Dm
I wanna please your body, I
G
Am
Want to please your body, I
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