Tonalité : G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I ain't got no time for the fake shit
They talk behind my back, how I make shit
Em
I look 'em in they eyes
and they face sick
Am
When you start getting money,
Verse 2
you a Mason
Am
I don't believe in God wit' a white face,
Devil on me I been tryna be patient
Em
Couldn't name another nigga
that could shake shit
Drunk sleeping in the park,
Am
couldn't pay rent
Come outside after dark,
hope Christ with you
Loyalty is when they really spend
they life with you
Couple niggas hating on me,
Em
that's a light issue
Am
Inside of that foreign look like
white tissue
Verse 3
Shitting on these niggas like my stomach hurt
Am
Don't make me find out
where your mother work
Em
We be laying under cars
for a couple Percs
Am
Bitch, I'm in the mob,
I don't want to work
I don't know the last job I had
We was lining niggas up
for a dime and a half
Em
Am
I done spent so much time doing bad
Em
Am
I just wanna put my mom in a Jag
Verse 4
Am
I'm on Lennox, day one, I be matching
Got a homie that be hungry
for the madness
Em
Follow niggas in they car
when it's cracking
Am
I know niggas still selling hard
with a passion
You never seen a fiend
strip butt naked
Thinking back when I ain't have one record
I was in the slums where they
Em
love pressing
Am
Where you can't leave the crib
without one weapon
Verse 5
Am
That's why we keep a couple
real close by
Goyard duffle, I be so fly
Hardest in New York, that ain't no lie
Em
Am
Different kind of taste, I don't know why
I only shop if the shit expensive
They know who I am,
this is bigger business
Em
I be getting racks just to show up
Am
Verse 6
Imagine if I tell a nigga,
"Kill the witness"
New Gucci boots look like Timbs,
though
Em
All my life, my pops had a Benzo
Charlie said he gotta do eleven months
Am
I'm thinking, "Where the fuck
did all my friends go?"
I'm somewhere in the valley
where the wind blow
Verse 7
Ordering a salad for a slim hoe
Am
Em
Thinking how these fuck niggas must feel
Am
But I can understand them
'cause I been broke
I can understand, I ain't have much
I just put my mom in a condo
Em
Am
Nigga, I just put my mom in a condo
Verse 8
Smoking on a bomb, got my eyes low
Am
I was popping pills in my building
I just signed a deal worth a million
Em
Praying Scrap Low get appealed,
Am
I'm still out in the field
with a drill that will kill him
I think I'm Makaveli in the flesh
Got it feeling like Pac in the building
Em
Call Lenny S, get the Roc in the building
Verse 9
Am
In the school zone,
watching cops while I'm dealing
In a new zone, I ain't stopping, I'm plotting
I Facetimed Meek and he told
me how to get it
Money in the floor,
Em
stash the guns in the ceiling
Am
This dope fiend told me she
Verse 10
in love with the feeling
Am
She rather get high then to go to work
I gotta get high when I go to work
We live and we die,
Em
ain't no tears in my eyes
Am
Em
I remember telling mama,
Am
"I don't wanna work"
Praying everyday but I don't
go to church
You gon' die before I see my
Verse 11
little brother hurt
Am
Em
I just spent fifty on a time piece
Am
I remember telling niggas,
"Rap was gonna work"
Praying everyday but I don't
go to church
You gon' die before I see my
little brother hurt
Em
I just spent fifty on a time piece
Am
I remember telling niggas ,"Rap was gonna
Outro 1
work"
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