Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
D
F#m
Yeah, okay gangsta,
Gangsta Gibbs, nigga
Yeah, I'm down
D
I got my back against the wall,
ready to ride
F#m
D
Better livin' on my mind see it in my eyes
F#m
D
F#m
I'm just tryin' to make it
Yeah, life at a hundred miles an hour,
nigga
Verse 2
F#m
D
I live my life in the fastlane
Hundred miles an hour
F#m
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
D
It's like this way of
F#m
livin' chose me
D
Police approaching me
F#m
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
D
'Cause daddy is problematic
Daddy got bad habit's
F#m
Hopefully when I'm older
C#m
F#m
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
D
Way of my meal ticket, i wonder why
F#m
In the ghetto, we really living to die
C#m
F#m
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
D
"I'm doing good if I live
F#m
To see another day" that's
what they say
D
People wonder why I live this way
F#m
But I'm just tryin' to make it
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
D
I got my back against the wall,
F#m
ready to ride
D
Better livin' on my mind
You can see it in my eyes
F#m
I'm just tryin' to make it
Verse 4
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
F#m
D
My attitude is shady from the
Hood that made me
F#m
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
D
Nickel- plated 380
F#m
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"
D
Pimpin' ain't easy but my granddaddy
He showed me the ropes
F#m
C#m
My uncle had me packin' them
F#m
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
D
Fuck tomorrow,
'cause it ain't guaranteed
F#m
C#m
Show me the money, mothafucka
F#m
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
D
"I'm doing good if I live
F#m
To see another day" that's
what they say
D
People wonder why I live this way
F#m
But I'm just tryin' to make it
D
F#m
D
I'm just tryin' to make it
F#m
D
I got my back against the wall,
ready to ride
F#m
D
Better livin' on my mind
F#m
D
You can see it in my eyes
F#m
I'm just tryin' to make it
D
F#m
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
D
F#m
D
"I'm doing good if I live
F#m
To see another day" that's
what they say
D
People wonder why I live this way
F#m
D
F#m
But I'm just tryin' to make it
D
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
F#m
D
I got my back against the wall,
ready to ride
Better livin' on my mind
You can see it in my eyes
F#m
I'm just tryin' to make it
D
F#m
Yo, I'm just tryin' to make it
Outro 1
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsD F#m C#m
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C#m
Capo: 2
Transposer: 0
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