Tonalité : D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Why you wanna body me?
Joseph
Lee,
Joseph
Lee
Why you wanna body me?
Joseph
C
Lee,
Joseph
Lee
Am
C
Why you wanna body me?
Dm
Why you wanna body me?
Tried to help you in the industry
Tried to help you in the industry
But you tried to run game on me
Tried to set me up with your big homie
C
Yeah, I seen it real quick
Am
C
That's why he had that gun
Dm
But I didn't freakin' run I
just stopped rappin'
Why you was cappin',
why you was actin' on stage?
I was thinkin' bout how
C
I'm gonna get outta this club alive
And you know the strong survive,
Dm
so I left that club
Then you wanted me to go back in
Why you want me to go back in?
That's your motherfuckin' man,
with a gun in his hand
Starin' at me fuckin' mad
Joseph
C
Lee,
Joseph
Am
C
Lee, why you wanna murder me?
Joseph
Dm
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you hatin' on me?
Why you runnin' your mouth,
thinkin' it's all good?
Motherfucker,
I'm shinin' in your fuckin' neighborhood
F
C
So you jealous, so you jealous
Yeah, you jealous, yeah, you jealous
Dm
That's some bitch -ass shit
That's some hoe -ass shit
Nigga, get off my dick
I'm sorry that you're not lit
But you really need to start doin' shit,
doin' shit
C
Like grindin', grindin'
Puttin' on some promotion
Dm
Cause you're not gon' just blow up
Just cause you sound good
That ain't the way it go,
that ain't the way that it go
You gotta do shit like get your
song on the radio
C
Nobody cares about
IG,
IG,
Dm
IG,
IG
Man, I gotta laugh,
G, it's about relationships
It's about constant, constant,
constant, constant, grind
C
That's how a nigga shine,
that's what the fuck a nigga do
Dm
That's why
I'm way, way, way, way ahead of you
Joseph
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you wanna body me?
Joseph
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, I was tryna see you on the
C
T .O .P.
Now you actin' like this,
Dm
you wanna shoot and not miss?
You wanna shoot and not miss?
You wanna take me off of
this fuckin' earth?
Nigga, I wanna finish first, in my verse,
I'ma expose you
F
To them people that don't know you,
C
so they can't see that you's a fake -ass dude
Dm
So they can't say,
no I don't wanna fuck with you
Cause they know I was helpin' everybody,
everybody
Even sent an email about y 'all
C
To get fuckin' permission
to upload y 'all to
Sparta
Dm
I ain't fuckin' lyin', nigga
I ain't fuckin' lyin', nigga
Went all my way to get y 'all on
Sparta
Now you tryna take me out
Don't wanna see me have
C
a fuckin' daughter
Wanna take me out the fuckin' gang
Dm
Before I come through and claim my seat,
man
That's messed up, that's fucked up
See the way you fuckin' move
You just can't help it that
I'm doing way better than you
Joseph
C
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you wanna murder me?
Joseph
Dm
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you wanna body me?
Oh my
God, oh my
God, oh my
God, oh my
God
Is he really saying this shit over
a motherfucking song?
C
Yes I am, yes I am,
cause I heard about your plan
Dm
With your man, with your man,
and I just don't understand
Can't you just go and do
what the fuck I told you?
Like grime, like grime,
then your ass would fuckin' chime
C
Then you wouldn't need me,
and you wouldn't need your big homie
Dm
Cause I tell you the truth,
that nigga phony
How much you got paid
performin' on his stage?
Come on, did you get paid,
C
or did you get laid?
On your back, then fuck done your ass
Dm
Cause every time you perform,
you're supposed to make some cash
Real talk, real talk,
kinda know the fuckin' game
That's why niggas don't
want me around, man
F
C
Cause I exposed
Magic
Re and some other niggas too
Dm
So they kinda like, yo,
let's go and kill this dude
Joseph
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you wanna body me?
Joseph
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you wanna murder me?
C
You know I was tryna
Am
treat you like family
C
Dm
You know you was out here
tryna run game on me
Yeah, I saw the whole shit,
really was kinda lost, kinda lost
Doesn't nigga know
C
I'm tryna make him a fucking boss
But it's good, you gon' stay in the hood
And
Dm
I'm gonna get my shine on
like a player should
Joseph
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, why you wanna body me?
F
Joseph
Dm
Lee,
Joseph
Lee, I tried to help you in the street
C
Come on man, fall back man,
man that shit ain't gon' work
Dm
Guess what happened is you
gon' be the one in the dirt
Body, body me, body me
F
Come on, come on, body me,
Dm
body me, body me
Come, come on, come on, body me
C
I'm not gonna die, die
I'mma be fine, fine
Dm
But she might wanna tell your
Outro 1
family goodbye, bye
Dm
F
C
Dm
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