Tonalité : F minor•
Verse 1
Db
Cm
Yeah
Db
You lil' bitch ass niggas steady
Cm
speaking up on the low
Db
If these project walls could talk
Cm
Db
Cm
They'll be just like 03, you dig?
03
Verse 2
Fm
Db
If these walls could spit bars,
Csus4
all of they songs be this hard
Db
In this game play your cards
Fm
right or get left to starve
Db
My mama made me a star,
Cm
I just had it too hard
Bitch I came from the tar
Fm
Db
but I got high again
I'm thanking God,
Csus4
could have died in the pen
Db
Cm
You haven't been 'gainst
Fm
the odds like I been
Db
Cm
You haven't been where I been,
Verse 3
I never fold, never bend
Fm
I couldn't stop the
xan before I had money
Db
I been dressin' like this way before
they fuckin' loved me
Cm
Feel it in my stomach,
Fm
molly might just make me vomit
Db
Takin' acid with the shrooms, I'm tryna
see my conscience
Fm
Db
Too much hype in my life
Csus4
You not with the gang so I'm not
Db
tryna hear no tides
Cm
Fm
Db
I'm not tryna hear no sides
Cm
I can't believe you out here in these
streets livin' lies
Fm
Db
You really think that you tough
Csus4
Callin' his bluff but we really
Db
be loadin' them nines
Cm
Fm
Db
They DM'ed me at 8:05
Cm
Put it on me, had that boy gone
like 8:59 (on me)
Fm
Db
You can feel it in your spine
Csus4
Everybody pointin' at you 'cause
Cm
you are not right
Fm
We gonna take ten of yours if you
Db
Cm
ever try take one of mines
Wasn't for me,
then you would've been died
Fm
Db
If your walls could spit bars,
Csus4
all of they songs be this hard
Db
They said crack kills but my
Fm
boys sellin' hard
Db
They say last bitch test the
Cm
work went to Mars
She suck my dick for ten
Fm
bucks with no arms
Db
That was back when times was hard
Csus4
Cm
Db
That was back before I had these
Cm
Fm
millions that I earned
Db
Wet up your block with a
Cm
leg and an arm
With that burner we aim at your
Fm
Db
head and start perms
Keep that shit one hundred,
Csus4
boy you keep it twenty
Db
We just caught an opp,
Fm
we thought that shit was funny
Funny part about it,
Db
we knew we was gon' catch him one day
Cm
And on the ground he all up shakin',
holdin' on his stomach
Fm
Db
Man fuck all them looks
Csus4
I had to go get that bread so I
Db
Fm
could put money on them books
Db
That boy look shook every
time that he look
Cm
But I ain't gotta touch him 'cause
karma's a douche
Fm
Db
My dreads done got long,
this shit just was a bush
Csus4
I got a boy from
Cm
the block that's a cook
Fm
He whipped up some salmon,
Db
taste better than it look
Cm
He cookin' dog food,
the type that make you woof
Db
You try to take this shit,
I'll get you tooked
Csus4
These niggas snitchin', they tryn
Db
Fm
a write a book
Db
Ninety thousand dollars,
Cm
that's just for one of my hooks
Please do not compare me to
none of these crooks
Verse 4
Fm
Db
If these walls could spit bars,
Csus4
all of they songs be this hard
Db
In this game play your cards
Fm
right or get left to starve
Db
My mama made me a star,
Cm
I just had it too hard
Bitch I came from the tar
Fm
Db
but I got high again
I'm thanking God,
Csus4
could have died in the pen
Db
Cm
You haven't been 'gainst
Fm
Db
the odds like I been
Cm
You haven't been where I been,
Verse 5
I never fold, never bend
Db
Niggas act like I ain't make the
Cm
beat to this and Crimey
Csus4
Like a nigga, sweet lady,
Db
pick a side, and slidin'
Murder music, makin' plays,
shittin' lately, molly
Cm
Legend overnight bitch I got
songs with everybody
Fm
Db
You need help from anybody,
you still ain't caught a body
Gdim
Db
Niggas said they made me poppin',
scared to come and get it poppin'
Fm
Db
My whole life a livin' hell,
bitches come and homicide me
All this time I got,
I miss some friends to fuckin' traumatize me
I don't need no man's opinion,
not to qualify me
Csus4
Cm
Db
You be spendin' money on your wrist from
Fm
what the law providin'
Db
Nowadays snitches hangin' out
like nigga why we hidin'?
Cm
Floatin' 'cross these motherfuckin'
hits, just had an out of body
Fm
Db
Csus4
God Level nigga, I bailed out in '16
Cm
Db
Fm
Greedy rep 03, Uzi rep 16
Db
Platinum albums from a cell,
ain't no walkie- talkie
Cm
Pushin' button, playin' possum
Hold on, hold up, cops is watchin'
Verse 6
Db
If these walls could spit bars,
Cm
all of they songs be this hard
In this game play your cards
Db
right or get left to starve
My mama made me a star,
Cm
I just had it too hard
Bitch I came from the tar,
Fm
Db
but I got high again
I'm thanking God,
Fm
Db
could have died in the pen
You haven't been 'gainst the
Fm
Db
odds like I been
Cm
Fm
You haven't been where I been,
I never fold, never bend
Fm
Db
If these walls could spit bars,
Csus4
all of they songs be this hard
Cm
Db
Can't play your cards
Fm
right or get left to starve
Db
My mama made me a star,
Cm
I just had it too hard
Bitch I came from the tar,
Fm
Db
but I got high again
I'm thanking God,
Csus4
could have died in the pen
Db
Cm
You haven't been 'gainst the
Fm
Db
odds like I been
Cm
You haven't been where I been, I never fold,
never bend
Fm
Db
Verse 7
Cm
Db
Cm
Fm
Db
And we do it for Lil Money
Cm
Fm
Db
Yeah, long live Lil Money
Csus4
Db
Oh, money changes
Fm
Db
Cm
everything
Fm
I can never give a bitch a wedding ring
Db
Cm
Fm
Ooh, yeah
Db
Db
Cm
Rest in peace to all my niggas
Gip to all my killers, woo
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