Tom: A major
Verse 1
Db
You know what man? I'm tired of playing these games,
man. I'm sick of holding my tongue.
So ready or not,
A
A
here I come.
And I got a whole lot of shit to say.
A
C
And this is just the perfect
way for me to get it off.
You can run,
A
but you can't hide, no bluffing.
There's no escaping when you get caught
in a general mom's clutch.
You thought your show was hot,
move the crowd like it's nothing.
C
Now for less, start from scratch,
A
my skills are hard to match
Ddim
I don't care what you heard,
you're listening to partial facts
Unless you can rhyme like how
Dm
Fm
You're gonna have a hard time up against me,
Db
Dbdim
you pussy don't get slapped, bitch
Ab#
Cause it's clear you haven't
Db
Fm
practiced trying to attack this
Db
That's an extremely high fat risk
Gdim
Dbdim
Have you up against a
Ab#
C
wall like your package
Fm
Db
Fm
So I know that nigga on stage, that's
Db
Mitch
And that's right,
C
but that's a name I used in my past
A
C
Like, niggas act like
General
Moe ain't got his crap tight
Gdim
G
I bring more funk than an
Dbdim
I shine like a lamp light,
Db
Fm
allowing me to get more green than the cats.
C
G
C
G
C
G
C
Ain't too many real ones, can't
Fm
kill none that's ready to die.
A
C
G
Ain't too many real ones out there,
Db
Fm
ready to die.
Db
Gdim
G
Ain't too many real ones,
C
Fm
can't kill none that's ready to die.
C
G
Ain't too many real ones out there,
Eb
And all you so -called players roll around
C
A
C
Like you the hot shit,
you need to stop it
You're by the side of
Zip -a -da -piss
Brag cause you're with them
Fm
But would that shit really
happen if you didn't
drop chips?
A
What's the real reason you cop a
Benz?
Dm
Rolling with your friends on
your 26 inch rims
On a busy block you stop
Db
Fm
Get a grand from a hunny to let
them know you got money
Db
Gdim
But let's talk about guns
A
Em
the main attraction
Fm
You're a killer, man, whatever,
okay, you're packing
Ab#
C
You think I give a shit, you see more
straps in a straitjacket
Db
Fm
I'm attached to the same bracket,
but I ain't bragging
Gdim
G
C
what the fuck is going on?
G
A
Did I miss a meeting where they
C
Fm
were handing out egos?
Like it was free gold,
C
this shit's annoying like mosquitoes
G
A
C
I'm sick of seeing people,
Negroes, lost like
Nemo
C
G
Ain't too many real ones
C
G
C
Fm
Gdim
G
Ain't too many real ones out there
C
Fm
C
G
Gdim
G
Fm
A
Dbdim
A
And ladies, don't think y
made it through the thick of it
Fm
Most of y 'all are hypocrites
and I'm getting sick of it
Dbdim
Dat ing a man for his money
C
like you the shit and shit
but they're hard to find like a chicken's dick
G
So fuck around and sign a contract
Ab#
C
deal for a couple mil
Fm
All over the place, in your face,
open your cup of spill
G
A
C
G
Ladies, you can try if you want,
A
C
I'm only up the hill
Fm
But I'm hard to crack,
tough as steel, like my
Uncle
Will
G
C
G
These women will do anything
C
A
just to be by your side
C
Fm
Cause the prize is a piece of the pie
when they become your bride
G
Dbdim
We tell little lies,
Fm
Db
Fm
While y 'all tell lies, like don't be surprised,
G
Just because your front is silk
A
Db
Don't make me laugh, you hoe,
Fm
Db
I see past your crafty goal
Eb
G
Tricking me to think that
Ab#
what we have is gold
Fm
You think I'm gonna let you in a position
to take half my dough?
G
C
Am
You better think again, bitch.
Outro 1
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