Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
C
Em
Yeah, okay gangsta,
Gangsta Gibbs, nigga
Yeah, I'm down
C
I got my back against the wall,
ready to ride
Em
C
Better livin' on my mind see it in my eyes
Em
C
Em
I'm just tryin' to make it
Yeah, life at a hundred miles an hour,
nigga
Verse 2
Em
C
I live my life in the fastlane
Hundred miles an hour
Em
Anything for the cash, mane
Marijuana to powder peep the style of a
Ghetto child runnin' wild
At the park,
hydroponics gettin' sparked
Steppin' over broken crack vials
C
It's like this way of
Em
livin' chose me
C
Police approaching me
Em
This ain't the way I wanna be
This ain't how I wanna live
I dream about having kids, but I'm afraid
That as they grow they won't
See they daddy live
C
'Cause daddy is problematic
Daddy got bad habit's
Em
Hopefully when I'm older
Bm
Em
I look back and I laugh at it
For now, I'ma deal with it
Get my heat and kill with it
I'm droppin' any nigga in the
C
Way of my meal ticket, i wonder why
Em
In the ghetto, we really living to die
Bm
Em
Hunger pains make you fiend for a
Slice of the devil's pie
But it gotta be a better way
Before I lay me down to sleep
I hit my knees and pray
Verse 3
C
"I'm doing good if I live
Em
To see another day" that's
what they say
C
People wonder why I live this way
Em
But I'm just tryin' to make it
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
C
I got my back against the wall,
Em
ready to ride
C
Better livin' on my mind
You can see it in my eyes
Em
I'm just tryin' to make it
Verse 4
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
Em
C
My attitude is shady from the
Hood that made me
Em
My parents said they worked so
My grandmama raised me
and you know
Eventually she got too tired to chase me
So I jumped up off the porch
And hit the street runnin' crazy
C
Nickel- plated 380
Em
I earthed a couple sacks an d
Got my first piece
Ready to raise hell out on the streets
Some old head said: "Freddie
Keep your mind on your grip
Ignore the bullshit and never get
Caught up for a bitch"
C
Pimpin' ain't easy but my granddaddy
He showed me the ropes
Em
Bm
My uncle had me packin' them
Em
Pistols an d hustlin' coke
This ain't a joke, the results of
My love for the dollar, dollar
Got yo baby momma
coppin' my product
It's Guatemalan
C
Fuck tomorrow,
'cause it ain't guaranteed
Em
Bm
Show me the money, mothafucka
Em
I got a family to feed, a life to live
Stuck between a rock and a hard spot
Another prisoner of the block
Verse 5
C
"I'm doing good if I live
Em
To see another day" that's
what they say
C
People wonder why I live this way
Em
But I'm just tryin' to make it
C
Em
C
I'm just tryin' to make it
Em
C
I got my back against the wall,
ready to ride
Em
C
Better livin' on my mind
Em
C
You can see it in my eyes
Em
I'm just tryin' to make it
C
Em
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
C
Em
C
"I'm doing good if I live
Em
To see another day" that's
what they say
C
People wonder why I live this way
Em
C
Em
But I'm just tryin' to make it
C
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
Em
C
I got my back against the wall,
ready to ride
Better livin' on my mind
You can see it in my eyes
Em
I'm just tryin' to make it
C
Em
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
Outro 1
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