Tonalité : E minor
Verse 1
Em
Bm
D
C
It's stress at
the crib right now man,
Bm
a nig ga can't smoke in peace,
D
I just wanna relax,
you know I'm doing my
A
Am
music thing right now,
C
like, I'm gonna stop at you for a minute
Bm
It's just beef at the crib,
D
it's constant beef,
A
C
sure they know I got love for it but,
D
Bm
I just wanna live my life,
D
and smoke my butt
Bm
Am
C
G
That's a wish
Bm
D
A
Am
C
Bm
D
A
C
Em
C
Until I got a new mouth to feed
Em
I'm due south with keys
Bm
Y 'all pick seeds out y 'all weed
D
I watch them cowards bleed,
Am
C
nah mean?
Bm
C
Upper echelon of this rap shit
Bm
A
Numbers dropped on that white
Em
A
Them smokers with backflip
Am
C
The fact is,
Em
C
Em
G
long as I'm active I stack chips
Bm
D
Long way from flips on that mattress
A
C
A bad kid, better than most
When them bitches thought
Bm
we was gross
D
Everyday bread and butter,
A
I'm surviving off a toast
Am
Em
Now with niggas I'm ghosts
C
D
No time for your conversation
Bm
24 years ago
D
A
I was born, my mama waiting
Am
C
When I spit they get warm
Em
Bm
A
Feel like I'm some kind of Satan
Bm
D
They told me my time was money,
A
ain't got no time to be wasting
Em
C
I'm just tryna live my life
Smoke my weed
Bm
D
Smoke my weed
C
I'm just tryna live my life
Bm
D
Smoke my weed, smoke my weed
Bm
Em
C
I've been hustlin' all my life
Bm
D
I'm just tryna get it right
C
I'm just tryna live my life
Bm
D
Bm
Smoke my weed, smoke my weed
C
Am
I'm overly dedicated,
Em
just tryna master my craft
Bm
Used to hop out of cabs,
D
now bitches hop out my van
Em
Am
A
Popped out, kick shot out,
C
wasn't poppin' no tags
Bm
D
Glock out, get shot up,
A
dead him soon as he ride up
Em
I grew up on Marvin Gaye,
Am
Bm
earth, wind, an d fire shit
Never wanted a job,
D
got hired, but got fired quick
Em
Am
A
Fire shit, I started to write
Bm
C
Bm
an d they acknowledged it
D
A
Would laugh when I asked for head,
Am
now them bitches swallow it
C
Em
C
You a problem, kid,
D
ain't no solution for me
Bm
D
I'm bout to fuck the game,
A
Am
got them prostituting for me
C
Am
I only fit God,
C
Bm
A
Bm
but got homies that shooting for me
D
A
I got crack, and all of these critics
is boogies to me
Am
Em
Out of my mind, recline,
C
D
sipping this wine
Bm
Keep all of my bitches fine,
D
you love me, just get in line
Am
C
In prime time, Dion
D
when he played for the 49ers
A
Bm
D
Hands laced in design,
G
Em
A
ac count changed from different genres
Am
Em
I'm just tryna live my life
C
Bm
D
Smoke my weed, smoke my weed
C
I'm just tryna live my life
Am
C
Bm
D
Bm
Smoke my weed, smoke my weed
Em
I've been hustling all my life
C
Bm
D
I'm just tryna get it right
C
I'm just tryna live my life
Smoke my weed,
Bm
D
Am
C
smoke my weed
A
D
Bm
Now you know how it is
D
With somebody in your grill
C
telling you hella shit that you
don't wanna hear
Bm
D
C
It's like, calm down baby, calm down
Am
C
Am
C
I just wanna smoke right now
G
Bm
D
Em
I just wanna smoke right now
Am
C
I just wanna smoke right now
Bm
D
Put on a smile,
A
Dm
I wanna smoke right now
C
Bm
D
Hey, I eat hoes, uh, uh
C
I eat n***a, n***a
Bm
I eat hoes, uh, uh
C
Em
I eat n***a, n***a
C
Light it
Outro 1
D
Bm
D
C
Bm
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