Tonalité : D minor
Intro 1
D#m
C#
C#m
G#m
Verse 1
G#m
What's on talk about,
D#m
C#
It's real with us.
C#m
G#m
Most would agree. Yeah. Yo.
D#m
Now Hav oc,
you done brushed them off.
C#
But yeah, what's all this shape
like a smoke, this cough?
C#m
G#m
I don't think they understand
what it took to get here
Them drum beats up against that wall,
them pissy stares
D#m
Live in the flesh,
we're America's nightmare
C#m
Young black, give a fuck,
long as that paper there
G#m
Come up by myself, dozing off,
drooling on the pillow
Deep in the sleep, my hand on the pistol
D#m
I put that ass on the griddle
C#
C#m
A wild finish,
ain't nothing bout me
G#m
But once my physical took his own
Caught up in his own,
was a genie stuck in that brown bottle
D#m
But boom, check it, how I got,
right up out of that
C#m
Watch the cash flow overlap, congrats
G#m
Never rest on my success,
move to the next
Know you haters got me coppin' that vest,
more or less
D#m
G#m
Yeah, ain't no survival if you're hammered,
C#m
not spittin'
You a dojo or a general,
nigga, player position
G#m
Hands in the air if the street
is your main addiction
Got the big things tucked in the jeans,
that's why we limpin'
D#m
G#m
Ain't no survival if you're hammered,
C#m
not spittin'
You a dojo or a general,
nigga, player position
G#m
Hands in the air if the street
is your main addiction
Got the big things tucked in the jeans,
that's why we limpin'
D#m
Don't get yourself caught out
in the pouring rain
C#m
You get your clothes wet,
go against the infamous team
G#m
Get drenched with that dark red stuff
on your Timbs
When it run down your face,
it feel hot on your skin
D#m
Now get up outta my face,
you steaming on my specs
C#m
Move back outta the way,
or get yourself wrecked
G#m
You see us ballin' through
with Porsches and Beamers
And that's cause we chase money
while y chase sex
D#m
Repeat it, non -stop fire, we eat this
C#
C#m
Kobe in the stu dio,
G#m
ay y 'all bullshits
Ayo, don't call my cell a crib at all
I'm not available,
you can see me on tour
D#m
Catch us at the mall,
or catch us at the store
C#m
Catch us at the bank,
C#
or wherever money go
G#m
Sometime I wake up sweatin',
I dream I be broke
But then I open my eyes and
see that we dope
D#m
G#m
Ain't no survival if your
hammer not spittin'
C#m
You a docho or a general,
nigga, playin' position
G#m
Hands in the air if the street
is your main addiction
Got the big things tucked in the jeans,
that's why we limpin'
D#m
G#m
Ain't no survival if you're
hammered not spittin'
C#m
You a dojo or a general nigga
G#m
playin' physician
Hands in the air if the street
is your main addiction
Got the big things tucked in the jeans,
D#m
that's why we limpin'
C#
G#m
D#m
C#
G#m
D#m
C#
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