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Intro 1
Em
D
Bm
C
Verse 1
Em
got my shit together
D
Told bro we'll take the town
together
C
Every time bro catch a beat
we do that shit
together I know he got two
phones but I still sent
the letter
Bm
Cause I know how that feel
Em
Don't prepare me to know where to
rap I feel like my shit real
D
Frontin' bows and fuckin'
niggas hoes
Before I got a deal
C
Love for sure, but you done broke the code,
I don't know how to feel it
And I ain't told nobody, no for real,
Em
since I got a meal, I'm tied in
Another bloody summer in
D
Atlanta, then lost five friends
Mama told me that water was cold,
Never let a n***a take me out,
this beef, we dine in
Dawg done lost his mind, I pray to
Em
God to help him find it
I was in a dark spot,
D
but I came back and I broke the knob
Remission my country boy for a profit,
C
now a n***a run the charge
Don't need your comin' off,
this the shit that I live for
At least five n****s
Lord, it ain't my fault, she don't got morals
D
I got rich, I'm a life story,
I left the streets in a
paddy wagon,
C
I came back and got right to it
Never question my
Lord, tear a bitch that deep, then don't
do it,
D
Seem to go my hardest when
Doin' that, said I'm done,
Are you dumb?
C
You the one, and I'm because of that
Firearm, always on me,
I be clutchin' that
Know I'm wrong,
Russian roulette?
Em
All my life I had to fight, I feel like
Mike
D
Shootouts every other week, we had that
C
Bitches every other night,
Am
C
I'm paged in
D
I'ma always play my part,
Em
if it fucked up, I know it was
And shit, I still ain't drop my hardest shit
D
I'm tryna get on some harder shit,
my mind still in apartments
C
My account say I need to slow it down,
I need
New
York garments,
Close my eyes and think about
Where I come from when
I'm performin'
D
Em
I'm on top of every dime,
I check my balance every mornin'
D
I'm relaxin' with the bad one,
they be askin',
Can they join us?
C
And my lil' friends so crip,
Nigga, these bracelets, 60 partners
And them
Maybachs back -to -back
on the south side,
D
Em
I'm puttin' on for my people,
them say the wrong words
We deletin' him,
D
no doubt about it, they believe in him
Won't let him down,
I promise, I really cried
C
Marlowe died, I felt it all in my stomach
On the same shit that I been on,
they ain't never
switchin' my formula,
Em
I remember they made fun of me
Can't be with nobody under me,
these lil' n****s
D
shit under me, I'm way up on them,
honestly
C
Four buildings in the last month,
I'm boostin' up
my economy,
Am
C
Four million, that was this week
Which one of y 'all wanna
Em
Yeah, do it that, said I'm done
are you dumb?
fire on, always on me
I be clutchin' that, know I'm wrong,
I ain't a fucker
Playin'
Em
all my life I had to fight
I feel like
D
Mike, shootouts every other
week, we had that
C
Bitches every other night,
I'm cashed that
D
I'ma always play my part,
Em
D
C
never fucked by no awards and shit
D
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