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Tom: A minor
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Ab
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Fm
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Fm
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Cm
Cm
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Cm
Cm
I got my mind up,
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Ab
I'm for money
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Fm
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Ab
Bb
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Roll the weed now, let's get bluntin'
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Fm
Why they al ways tryna tell
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Ab
me somethin'?
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
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Ab
Haters wanna test me,
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Cm
Bb
Bb
police tryin' to arrest me
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Fm
Ab
Ab
Never smokin', all so stress -free
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Bb
Cm
Cm
But let me show you how we do it tonight
I wake up early in the mornin',
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Ab
Bb
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hit the weed after I brush my teeth
My phone goin' off, I'm like,
who fuckin' with me?
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Ab
Ab
It's my pony flick Vic,
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Cm
Bb
Bb
on the way to get some fetty
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Cm
Give me five, ten minutes,
hit you back when I'm ready
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At my weed bangalow,
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Bb
I need to get me some more
I might just cop me a cent,
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Cm
on the way to the store
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On the phone with the plug,
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Cm
Bb
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had to put that shit down
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Cm
Cause some dude tryna meme up, ah shit
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It's my boy in a Beamer
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Bb
pullin' up to the lot
He said, what up, boo?
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Cm
What's goin' down tonight?
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Ab
Cm
Cm
Boy, you know I got a show,
and you know there'll be hoes
Bring a 40 and some 40
and some weed to smoke
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Bb
He said, all right bet,
I got back on the phone
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Fm
Bb
Bb
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Fm
Try to run me a check,
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cause if it don't make dollars
It don't make sense, I'm home run,
hitting out the fence
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Bb
Cm
Cm
Ab
Ab
I got my mind up on some money
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Bb
Roll the weed now, let's get blinded
Fm
Fm
Why they al ways trying to
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tell me something?
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
Ab
Ab
Haters wanna test me
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Whole lives trying to arrest me
Fm
Fm
Ab
Ab
Never smoking, I'm so stressed with
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Bb
But let me show you how
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Cm
we do it tonight
Now I think it's that time
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Ab
we pull up on the scene
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Sometimes them suckas that behave,
they can't be like me
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Cm
So keep watchin',
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Cm
like them cops down the street
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Bb
Watch out cause nowadays
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Cm
they be shootin' what they eat
So I keep my cool,
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but you know I gotta eat
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Bb
On the ground for some cheese
Half a million in my pocket,
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Cm
what I really wanna see
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Ab
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
I see suckas like you everyday,
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Cm
I can never be
Riding with my day one,
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smoking on the flaming tree
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Bb
Going hard everyday so
they remember me
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Cm
Ab
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Cm
But it's back to this 40 I was sippin'
Chronic rollin', I've been getting paid
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Bb
It's been a good day in California
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Better tuck your chain
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Bb
Fm
Fm
before they run up on ya
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Cm
Tough guy, think he tough,
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he don't really want it
If you ain't passin' me that good,
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I don't really want it
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Fm
Ab
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I got my mind up on some money
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Fm
Ab
Ab
Bb
Bb
Roll the weed now, let's get blinded
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Fm
Why they al ways tryna tell
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Ab
me somethin'?
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
Ab
Ab
Haters wanna test me
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Whole lives tryin' to arrest me
Fm
Fm
Ab
Ab
Never smokin' on some stress weed
Bb
Bb
But let me show you how
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Cm
we do it tonight
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Bb
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Fm
Fm
I got my mind up on some money
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Bb
Fm
Fm
Cm
Cm
Why they always tryna tamper
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Cm
with my shit?

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