Tom: B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
Bm
Fuck these white
F#m
Bm
shirts and this set of keys
F#m
Bm
All these years in the pad
got me livin' like Donna, a sexy beast
D
Bm
F#m
Accept me please,
Bm
I got it crackin' on the landing
You know I had to set the scene,
I live a nightmare
I don't get to dream,
to tell you I still get to sleep
F#m
Fact, I ain't weak,
basicer than years,
you ain't even on a week
She told me you're a creep,
D
Bm
she told you I'm a freak
She started laughing,
she said I wrote my treat book
F#m
Bm
F#m
Let me get back to this crazy stuff,
you cry if you're seeing this stuff
Bm
D
Bloody pads were getting fished,
said to clean it up
Bm
I'm hot headed, no fucks,
turn the meter up
A
One bit of cheek and I'll
When we get spun there's no
wheeling up
Pissed off, forgot my weed took
D
A
Down the block, no choice,
he had to read book
G#m
G#
F#
We don't speak no more,
he's fucked 22 reckon,
F#m
Bm
Shoulda nev er choose left
and it could be you next
He was real treach, babies,
not a more, not a less
D
If you ain't sure, you should step, gang,
F#m
I'd be a killer for my friend
I never woulda snitched
Bm
and I still ain't gonna bend
My name's on their lips
but they still ain't gonna send
I put this hammer in your mouth, bro,
repeat what you said
D
A
R -E's one of them, uh
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Corn's gonna fly,
Bm
F#m
hope it reach one of them, uh
Bm
F#m
Bm
Honor works, don't speak, holla flex,
got a G for the stick
But we beat the attempt,
bittersweet though, I guess
D
F#m
Here we go again, uh
Bm
It's got me stuck up in the trenches
Bitches on my case,
Bm
F#m
Bm
but I still swear they're in my DMs
Yo, in the green,
they was cooling with the rejects
D
The first trip landed burned,
I'm from a place where they're shooting
F#m
D
Bm
And they glamorize and trapping,
D
and they do it like it's fashion
they forget to send you cash in
trying to pack and get a pack in
F#m
I can tell you what it's like,
Bm
F#m
I done ten bag slashings
Bm
D
Eight bag slashings, money low,
I have to ration
Bm
They might put you in the spares,
so fuck about when you get lashings
F#m
that's a different type of splashing
Bm
Big shanks like Aladdin,
F#m
D
I seen shit you can't imagine
F#m
D
Three months in the block,
with a DAB dabbing
Seen people cut the wrist
Bm
and hear the screws start laughing
F#m
fuck jail, no bragging
Feed the G's like a wagon,
F#m
Bm
D
Brody sent me to the sticks
Spit fire like a dragon
D
I done Eve after Eve still,
I don't know Adam
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