Tonalité : F major
Verse 1
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F#m
Em
Yeah,
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F#m
D
F#m
It's going down
D
F#
F#m
Feel me, Southside representing
Em
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F#m
Reality, Show Love
Bm
D
Verse 2
Bm
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Bm
F#m
D
A
G
F#
Things are crazy in this life
Bm
A
D
Gotta get my smoke on
G
F#m
Bm
A
It's getting hard to hold on
D
A
G
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A
F#m
G
Verse 3
F#m
Bm
A
One thing for sure: Gotta
D
get my smoke on
A
G
Pop trunk, dome light
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Crawling down on chrome
Bm
A
Been in tragic society for
D
twenty- six year
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See my ghetto peers locked
F#m
Bm
Mama shed so many tears
Highway to hell,
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will it ever end for a brother
A
System got us killing each other
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We supposed to love one another
Bm
F#m
D
The game got our minds in a headlock
G
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But in reality we working for a jail block
Bm
Will it ever stop?
D
I mean the game
A
Revolving doors, Escalade with a???
F#m
And there's no limit to life
D
So you gotta keep teaching
G
Practice what you preaching
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Young minds that you reaching
Bm
A
To be above the rest is quest
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that you strive for
A
What you gotta realize
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Material shit ain't nothing to die for
But I lie for my niggas that's
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gonna lie for me
G
D
And ride down on our so- called enemy
A
Bm
Ain't no kin to me
A
D
But I in tend to see
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Brighter days where I'm headed
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Everything over???
Bm
A
Big Benz super- ???
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As I smash???
G
Fat Pat on the place
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That's the way it gotta be
Bm
F#m
Tryna see a different level
D
of the game fo sho
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Ain't to old to learn
G
D
So I gotta listen, you know
F#m
Bm
A
What I'm saying, try to fear me
F#m
Cause I'm singing the blues
G
Every morning waking up
A
See myself on the news
F#m
Bm
F#m
Things are
Verse 4
D
A
F#
F#m
Bm
A
F#m
G
F#m
Bm
A
D
crazy
A
F#
A
in this life
F#m
Gotta get my smoke on
G
F#m
A
It's getting hard to hold on
Bm
Hot mind blown Drifting off in
Verse 5
D
to space
A
Wondering will be a day
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when there is no hate
F#m
But it's too late because the
A
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system is corrupt
G
Young kids growing up with their
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minds fucked up
F#m
Bm
Stuck up in the ghetto
A
D
with no place to go
A
D
Tryna provide for the family but it's slow
F#m
Bm
And shit be a trip
A
D
Will we ever prevail?
G
Tryna keep the family fit
D
Ain't taking us to jail
Bm
D
Living hell on Earth, that's what it is
A
But it goes back to when our
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parents were kids
F#m
Bm
We're just a new seed
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or a different breed
G
Born into the fu ture at
D
a high rate of speed
F#m
Bm
Shall I proceed?
D
Jealousy and envy and greed
A
All them haters need is a push
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And they'll be hiding in a bush
Bm
A
Tryna take what you got
D
That mean an other brother shot
G
Devastating schemes and plots
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My people mean a lot
Bm
A
No doubt we got cars
D
but we gotta bombard
A
Pray to the Lord
G
F#
Keep our head straight above the sword
Bm
A
Time repeats itself so you
D
gotta put it down
G
F#
Bm
Roll over, roll??? and put the past behind
And try to maintain and capit
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alize on the game
A
And get your paper for your name
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and represent this thang
Bm
A
F#m
G
F#
You knowm
Bm
sayin'
F#m
Things are
Verse 6
D
A
G
A
crazy in this life
Gotta get my smoke on
G
F#m
Bm
A
D
It's getting hard to hold on
Verse 7
F#
A
gotta hold
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G
F#m
A
on
G
F#
A
D
A
G
We gotta hold on
Bm
F#
A
We gotta hold on
Outro 1
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