Tom: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
F
C
Yeah, uh, woo, uh, let me talk to y 'all, uh, yeah, just let me borrow some time for y 'all,
Em
Am
Em
F
Em
Dm
Em
C
Am
uh, yeah, uh, woo, uh, you on shit, niggas, uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Am
you born alone and you die alone
In between life's pages,
you get to grind on
Em
Hurtful when you never snitched,
you threw the time for him
you bring the knives for him
C
Ride on him, catch him in traffic and
Em
squeeze the gauge on him
Rain on him,
Am
gollies in them niggas with the cage form
C
Shit, motherfuckers swore
Em
they had me trapped in a bus
Dm
I had to play and plot,
Em
F
but fall back and brainstorm
Am
C
Napalm, bomb on him, the
Saddam, but cool as the
Fonz on him
Em
These niggas ain't killers,
I'm pullin' the vials on them, they chumps
Am
Chips ain't even monkeys, heard from gorillas,
F
Am
ain't livin' your rhymes out
Em
You live with your minds,
Am
and you ain't pushin' them rides
And you ain't whippin'
them nines out
C
Em
You livin' a lie, and you continue to lie
Dm
Em
F
And we continue to mine, burnin' my mind,
G
Em
Am
Uh, from war ring tears to white tees,
yeah
From crack puddles to black burners, uh
Em
From cold winters to hot summers
Am
From
North and
South
Philly to
South
C
Em
Am
From jail cells to plush suites, yeah
From
Am
F
Nik e's, uh
Em
From button -ups to hood suites
Dm
Em
F
Still keepin' it hood,
Am
rockin' the streets, come on
Am
I ain't had name brand nothin' on her
All my shirts, they had the
Tigers on her, ironed on her
Em
Then I got myself together,
went and grind for it
couldn't ask my mom's for it, my era
C
Em
Them lil' niggas with them
K's, that'll bar barrier
Am
Em
They would strip you neck
and leavin' you with nothin' on
F
Em
Catch you at the light
and steppin' off area
Dm
Em
F
This goes for all areas,
Am
wherever hustlin' goes on
Em
It's a whole lot of bustin' involved
Am
People dyin', lot of cryin',
Em
lot of fussin' goin' on
Am
Em
Am
I seen people be there in the day
And by the night disappear in the fog
F
Then reappear in the morn'
Em
Then they name just appear on your arm
Am
With a tat sayin' it's for my dogs
F
But nigga, this for my dogs
Em
No tats, so I'm spittin' them raps
Dm
So they ain't hear you if
Em
F
I leave here tomorrow
C
But I'll be here tomorrow
Uh, from
White
T's
Am
Yeah, from crack puddles to black burners
Em
Uh, from cold winters to hot summers
Am
From
North to
South
Philly to
Em
South
Beach
F
C
Em
Uh, from jail cells to plus suites
Timberlands to
Nike's
C
Em
Uh, from button -ups to hood suites
Dm
Em
F
Am
Still keepin' it hood up in the streets
C
Am
If had a dollar for every person
Em
Am
Caught up in a system that was innocent
Em
I'd be richer than the president
Em
Am
Now you see me on your internet, spit
So need my definition, that's the vividest
Em
Spit, knew I could spit
Now you know I got the intellect
Em
Am
So tryna come at me is frivolous
F
Em
Y 'all talkin' killer shit
Am
But y talkin' gibberishness
Dm
Em
Cause I ain't killin' shit
F
C
Let y 'all go and hate me to death
Am
Em
First case was in the bay in the theft
Am
My first felon was attempt to deliver
Em
C
Cause I attempt to deliver
attempt to deliver
that shit to your steps
C
Then tell that shit to your reps
Em
Matter fact, I got a clip for your reps
Am
Pump a slug in that face and dump
F
that ass in the river for smoked beef
Em
We tryna keep shit safe,
Dm
Em
F
that's for my people with the keys in the safe
C
We gon' squeeze for our niggas
From
White
From crack bundles to black burners, uh
Em
From cold winters to hot summers
North and
South
Philly to
South
C
Em
Am
From jail cells to plus suites, yeah
From
Am
F
Nike's, uh
Em
From button ups to hoods, we
Dm
Em
F
Still keepin' it hood, rockin' the streets,
C
Em
come on
Outro 1
Am
F
Em
Am
F
C
Em
Am
O que você achou da música?
Você precisa para deixar uma avaliação.
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesAm Em F C Dm...
Acordes populares ao redor do mundo
Acordes e tablaturas mais tocados pelos usuários
Adicionado recentemente
Acordes e tablaturas adicionados recentemente