Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Em
Griselda by Fashion Rebels yeah,
C
uh
This how shit supposed to sound
Em
This how our shit sound, yeah
C
Y'all niggas got a lot of catchin' up to do
Yo uh, uh
Verse 2
Em
For the hustlers that’s
gettin' money
Thinkin' fast in business
Who stayed up by playin' smart
And duckin' bad decisions
C
I wore hand- me downs in class
Bitches laughed at niggas
Now I rock designer like I'm
In the fashion business
Em
I met a plug when I was broke, not to brag
I did it i broke a nine off in half
And got in traffic with it
C
This for my day one fans
Niggas that been listenin'
Who know these rappers not
Better or as consistent
Em
And when they talk about
the streets
It ain't that specific
So I'm a tad suspicious if
It's fact or fiction, uh
C
You ain’t in the streets
Weighin' slabs and fishes
Nigga, you just another rapper
Tryna have the image
Em
But don't want the scabs and stitches
Shit that come with it
And if you ask me,
that's backwards, nigga
C
Uh i seen too many real niggas fall to
Let you bitch niggas beat me
But still I make this shit look easy
Em
Bitches think I'm lit 'cause they see me
But I was just in the trap
With a flip phone, stick, and a TV
C
Calls from home sayin'
"While you goin'
through the roof
It's rumors back here sayin' what
Em
Who gon' do to who" been gone
for two weeks
Been two more funerals
They pulled up dumpin' out of
The two door Subaru
C
It's all the same,
this what we call a game
When you move
It pull you back like a ball and chain
Em
We rap 'bout our real life
'cause it caused us pain
And when you reach certain levels
It 'cause us change
C
The pain subside,
but the scars remain
I'm one of the realest niggas
That's broad as day
I'm on my Biggie "Who
Em
Shot Ya?" This
For my partners still in lockup
Who only call back home to tell
C
Us in a box up they killed
Eric Garner just
'cause his posture
Em
But you get life if you hit a cop up
How could we feel like that's not us?
Our skin 'plexion the same, nigga
Please don't be obnoxious
C
I played with more keys
than a locksmith
It's like I'm good at everything,
Verse 3
I got this
Em
Uh, Joe Pesci 38
He got a roach clip burnin' in
the ashtray
C
(Burnin' in the ashtray)
You know I'm spendin' good money
So he love me
Said he down to meet
me halfway
Em
(Down to meet me halfway) uh,
Joe Pesci 38
My Joe Pesci 38 (Joe Pesci 38) , yeah
C
This the same gun from
Goodfellas
Outro 1
Em
This my Joe Pesci 38 (My Joe Pesci 38)
C
Em
C
Am
Bm
Am
Bm
Em
C
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