Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Am
G
Introduced to the game as
a young dude
Never thought I'd make it with the shit
I had to come through
Em
But I did, now I'm about to run shit
F
Now I got a kid,
Am
ain't no time for the dumb shit
And although,
Em
I know I'm from the hundreds
G
I do it like I done it on a strip, I
Em
couldn't run from it
F
I was born in it, might die in it,
never know what's poppin'
If it's on, better ride with it,
lately I ain't gettin' no sleep,
G
Em
in the studio 24 with the hoes
Time I'm like a hair fallin' down
F
Tellin' like the weed got me thinkin'
bout my hometown
Am
Now I miss that, but when I get back
Em
Holla at my momma first,
then I gotta kick back
F
Say, yo man, tell me what you know, baby
City, Mississippi,
season of snow, baby, damn
Am
Street, Smithson,
Em
nigga, I'll be gone till November
But it's only December,
huh, gotta rap now
F
Slow the trap down, pumped them all up
Before I left, they on flat now
Am
Truth hurts, stay and go to church
Em
G's get to heaven,
say a prayer for the turf
When we realize our own self -worth
F
And understand that everybody
can't be first
Am
What's up?
Em
I was born in it, might die in it
I was born with a soul, better ride with it
F
I was born in it, might die in it
Am
I was born with a soul, better ride with it
G
I was born in it, might die in it
Em
I was born with a soul, ride with it
F
I was born in it, might die in it,
never was born with a soul but a rivalry
Am
Been in love plenty,
F
but I ain't mad any
G
Hearts tend to break
when you fool with a snake
Em
Feelin' like a real man,
could I be fake?
F
They say the time comes,
how long do it take?
Am
F
Told her I loved her, told her I need her
G
And it was all good,
Em
then I started to beat her
Never saw it comin'
till it got to the theater
F
Now I want her back,
she like, I don't need ya
Am
If God knows you hungry,
why won't he feed ya?
G
Everybody breathin',
Em
I'm havin' a seizure
Walls closin' in,
don't let it squeeze ya
F
Life's what you make,
you gotta be a believer
Am
First you gotta want it,
know that you can have it
Em
Know it's on the way
and when it comes, you grab it
Can't stand still, gotta chase the rabbit
F
Believe it or see it, try to make it a habit
Am
Shit, if I could tell you
all the shit that I've been through
G
Hang in my eyes,
let you see what I was into
Em
It wouldn't be the same,
F
but the way I see the game
Check the clock,
Am
might be time for me to change
Em
I'ma get it right, before I get it wrong
G
If I don't, I'ma write another song
Em
F
With a different name, but the same thing
While a young nigga
Am
tired of being in the game
I was born in it, might die in it
G
Em
Never lose power if it's over, the ride with it
F
I was born in it, might die in it
Never lose power if it's over,
Am
the ride with it
G
I was born in it, might die in it
Em
Never lose power if it's over, the ride with it
F
I was born in it, might die in it,
never was born
Am
cause it's all been around with it
G
What should I live for when Pac died for it?
To get my nigga back
Em
I'd kill for it, fight for it, might fry for it
F
Before they get to Greece,
last words to the life, what it did to me?
Am
A bottle of Patron before
G
they send me on
Em
Count the grams I took out of A -Zone
Give em all back, tell em one love
F
If heaven gotta get em, I
hope it got a club
Am
Ask, answer, cash, nobody rides for free
G
Get it how I live cause it's VIP
Em
I reminisce on Pac and B .I .G.
F
And the late great Mac, D .R .E.
Am
I wonder if a nigga hated D .U .B.
G
Enough to ever try to close
a book on me
Em
Without these streets,
where would I be?
F
I represent them well, why turn on me?
Am
Shit, this how it goes,
G
only fuck with bad hoes
Ragtop or die, I'm done with the photos
Em
Ride with the dogs over shit
with the door closed
F
Smile for the pretty bitch,
I mug for the photos
Am
First stacks,
G
never plunge on the track
If it ain't top to bottom,
Em
I'ma run it back
Dishes on the bins, blades on the lat
F
Am
Fuck, I miss you nigga, I'ma holla back
G
I was born in it, might die in it
Em
If it's over, the ride with it
F
I was born in it, might die in it
Am
If it's over, the ride with it
I was born in it,
G
die and it never goes back
Em
It's all but a ride with it
G
I was born in it,
F
might die and it never goes back
Am
G
Em
It's all but a ride with it
F
Am
G
I was born in it
Em
I was born in it,
F
might die and it never goes back
Am
It's all but a ride with it
G
I was born in it
Em
F
I was born in it
Am
I'm just a boy, yeah
G
Em
Am
F
I'm just a boy, yeah
G
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