Tom: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Gm
Dm
Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit
Shout to my homies out
Gm
All my niggas in the Bronx
Dm
Holdin' them corners down
Gm
Eb
Dm
Ya heard? Get it right
Verse 2
Joe cracks back,
been a long time comin'
Gm
No mean to disrespect but a lot of
Shook niggas,
me and the Squad done took niggas
Gm
Flex drop bombs but you seem
We the nicest in the game,
Gm
even lifers know the name
Throwin' blows like Tyson
when he reigned
Dm
Fuck the ice in the range,
I'm tryin' to get stock
Gm
Generate mil's so I can buy
Verse 3
back my old block
Dm
It's like the rap games far
from the crack game
how come? They act tame
Dm
You can tell from my scars life is hard
Gm
Shot down in broad day life in
And the feds never give up,
they tryin' to kill us
Gm
I'm stressed drinkin' VSOP
tearin' my liver
Dm
Livin' my life like I don't care
I'm out to take the throne
Gm
My mom's in the window
Verse 4
hopin' I'ma make it home
Dm
The streets is funny peeps'll kill you
'specially if you sleepin'
Dm
And don't keep it gully,
I'm from the Bronx
Home of niggas that'll stomp
Don't resent this,
Dm
I'm knowin' that you comprehend this
Verse 5
Gm
Its the wild life, niggas done lost they mind Its
the wild life, everybody
wanna floss and shine
Dm
But could you blame them?
Niggas is brought up with anger
Gm
Pops in jail, Moms get tossed
Verse 6
Where peeps takin' life for keeps
We all brawlin', fight to eat
Dm
The enemies and the D's
lurk through N.Y.c
Gm
Some of them on they back lookin' up like "Yo,
why me?"
Verse 7
Dm
I never really had a pops
But who the fucks to blame
Gm
He did 13, and wonder why
the streets my name
'cause I'm the type
Gm
To leak your frame, give you a slap
Eb
With the cast, you can meet my pain
to the nicest rapper you know
Gm
I ain't a killer but I still might
clap at you though
Verse 8
niggas be followin' with steps
Dm
so the tokers, could swallow they breath
Acknowledge the best, and do what I did
Gm
Like I'm blessed, 7 days in a coma
This is life after death
Dm
I'm in it to win, ya heard?
From beginning to end,
Even though you once considered a friend
Verse 9
my minds driven to win
Tryin' to scare society
Gm
But can't slip again 'cause my
lil' man relyin' me
Dm
Everyday I put through a test
But still progress
Gm
I'm tryin' to climb hills
Bb
And tryin' to make me kill for less
Verse 10
Where peeps takin' life for keeps
We all brawlin', fight to eat
Dm
The enemies and the deeds
lurk through N.Y.c
Gm
Some of them on they back
lookin' up
Eb
Bb
Like yo, why me?
Verse 11
Straight kidnappin' and carjackin'
Nigga fuck scrappin', we all packin'
disrespectin' the turf
We niggas known for puttin' in work
Verse 12
Dm
I make it all go down right
In front of your face
Gm
Another life goes to waste
For names sake of the paper chaser
Dm
It ain't safe here, the bright
lights could blind you
Gm
Big city could swallow you whole
They can't find you
Dm
Worst thing is walkin' these streets
Verse 13
Eb
I need clarity, peace and prosperity
Is never gon' see,
Niggas bumpin' they gums and teeth
Gm
Straight to the police
Cm
Gm
Tryin' to plant us six feet deep
Dm
But I ain't goin' for that
My shit clap through your starter cap
Eb
we ain't runnin' from nothin'
makes you struggle harder for somethin'
Eb
Dm
you can even trust who you fuckin'
Verse 14
The wild life Colder the nights
You niggas ain't nice,
Gm
put yo money where yo mouth is
Eb
Dm
And roll the dice, puffin canibus sativa
Gm
With the Don Cartagena, believe a nigga
Eb
When I say, don't make
Verse 15
Straight kidnappin' and carjackin'
Nigga fuck scrappin', we all packin'
disrespectin' the turf
Dm
We niggas known for puttin' in work
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