Tonalité : A minor
Verse 1
Am
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Leafy, Leafy
F
G
On my own two
F
Uh, let me talk to 'em
G
Uh, let me talk to 'em
I said
Verse 2
Am
I'm the only one that had them whistles
when you needed one
Why you ain't got nothing in the head
you better feed it one
Always sneak dissing on the gram
he gon' be the one
They say leaf can rap and he'll shoot
He a conceited one
F
We gon' try to score at least
a buck before we take it in
I just got a brand new four pound
I'm tryna' break it in
I'm tryna' make a nigga mom cry
you tryna' make a friend
Verse 3
F
When it's on I'ma bust my gun
G
until I break the pin
Am
I know what I signed up for
I wish I would cry
I done the seen the bad last and
I done seen the good die
Brother got killed in cold blood
you just stood by
When I'm gone Ummi don't
portray me as no good guy
F
We gon' wake the whole hood up,
wish I can silence it
Praying while I'm warring really
knowing I can't balance it
Verse 4
F
He got caught up shooting could've
been hoopin he talented
Justice ain't justice where I'm from,
G
we gon' violence it
Am
I was dead broke and ain't nobody
put me on pape
Down to my last ain't no telling
what I'm gone take
I got sentenced and I'm hard
headed so I'm going late
Verse 5
Am
Judge could throw a triple life sentence,
I ain't gon' break
F
It can be the middle of the
opps and I'm still going
They can throw that white flag
at us and it's still on
G
F
My niggas don't see me as a rapper
I'd kill for em
Real trench baby if he struggle
G
then I feel for em
Am
I done seen Ummi cry til her eyes blood shot
I done went from senior class
pictures to a mugshot
Verse 6
Am
Trap got the same amount
of poles that this club got
Never met a starter with
the hunger that a sub got
F
Saw my dawg die in the middle
of the street
You can never call it off In the middle
of no beef
You ain't never kill
You ain't never deal with
no grief
When we go and get revenge
G
it make us feel some relief
Am
I can't act like I'm a G I put
in real work
When in pain I was praying
that the pills work
Verse 7
Am
Robbing niggas bare face
I don't steal work
I think I might've sold more
fake then real work
Man them niggas spilled
F
blood in the sand box
G
I think my soul flew away the day
F
my man dropped
When it's up there it's stuck
there it can't stop
Wam said he gon' shoot
G
it til his hand hot
Am
Niggas left me
Verse 8
all alone I
was out there on my own
I knew that once I jumped
off that porch I was grown
I ain't fold under pressure
it just put me in my zone
Fuck rap everybody
know I'm thurl to the bone
I don't worry bout who
F
don't the real feel me
I gotta stay strapped niggas tryna' kill me
And the DA tryna' find ways to wheel me
I was getting high hoping that it healed me
G
It don't matter who
Verse 9
Am
get dropped they always up
I just wish 'fore Reek left
us that we made up
Niggas can tell you whatever
but I gave up
I was taking niggas savings
I ain't save up
F
I be rapping for the real niggas like me
If I end up in a cell just write me
I know I'ma be In hell most likely
Am
I know O got my kid and my wifey
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