Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
G
Am
G
Am
Yeah,
E
Am
yeah
G
A
Look, it was around '99
Am
Baby comin' while I was at rock bottom
G
Ironic shit, I was listenin'
to "Rock Bottom"
Am
Pockets rabbit ears,
G
no pa per, lot of cotton
Am
Had some charges stemmin' from
G
Am
me and my squad robbin'
A
Had to leave the hood, shit stayin',
Am
not an option
I bumped your shit forever,
G
felt we had a lot in common
Am
A rapper expressin' wit who
G
E
spoke in depressive stints
Am
All that introspectiveness, I couldn't
G
Am
measure what it did
A
Listen, I'm writin' to you now 'cause we
G
don't get to talk much
Am
'Cept for in the stu' when we be passin'
through the halls and such
I wonder if you catch me stare
G
at you in awe much
Am
G
And we be busy workin' so I never
share my thoughts much
A
Am
Remember signin' four niggas
with an attitude?
Well maybe we'll get your star
power and his magnitude
G
All I thought was it was 'bout
to be on
Am
But I never guessed that I
G
was 'bout to be wrong
A
We encountered some things,
maybe we should've figured out all along
G
Am
Who the fuck was I to be too vocal
in my doubt for some songs?
Even I can't be that dumb to step
G
over the threshold
Am
And be the guy who says no to so
A
many records sold
Whole career, I never bit my tongue,
I let it go
Am
G
Too many times bein' the re bel,
Am
G
ain't end in what's best for Joe
That second album came and added
truth to the slander
Am
But we learned what's good for the goose
G
ain't good for the gander
Am
Guess I'm askin' for
advice right now
Experience and leadership
G
to help suffice right now
Am
I guess I'm askin',
"How would you do it?"
G
Before I do somethin' too stupid
Am
Before my group lose it just
A
to get our views lucid
Every other day these niggas
Am
want a new exclusive
Should I be in the mix more?
Maybe I'm too secluded
E
Do you think you'd be as famous now
Am
If you had to put out
"My Name Is" now?
The way the game is now, awful lyrics,
shit is shameless now
Just tell me how you'd maneuver
if you came in now
It's just thoughts,
everything is criss- crossed
Gotta be cool with Complex and Pitchfork
A
if I wanna get my shit off
Am
These simpleminded nig
G
Am
gas won't think you fuck with us
If they don't see you poppin'
G
bottles in the club with us
It's about fashion now, which I hate
Am
Because I dress like shit,
G
I'm just the best when I spit
A
But different times,
I was feelin' like the odd man out
Am
Like I should leave,
G
they'd be better with the odd man out
Am
Like when I wasn't on that intro,
G
Am
I felt a little weird
But that was for the team,
A
so I didn't really care, for real
Am
For the team, how I happen to be
When Bad met Evil,
nigga who was happier than me?
Think back, the way that I
was on that shit
You woulda thought it was my album
G
and I was on that shit
Am
Like fuck rap,
A
G
happy to see a friendship get mended
Am
Ce mented and any frivolous
tension get ended
Joell you my G,
G
Am
Weapon Waist you my OG 'cause
Nickel you know I look at you
like it's blood
A
Here's the flowers,
G
before this end is covered with mud
Am
We can dis band right now
and it's gonna always be love
G
For a brief period I tried to rhyme like y'all
Am
I was high, maybe tryin' to prove
G
that I'm like y'all
A
But I'm not,
I suck at all that syllable shit
Am
I'd rather make the pen bleed to see
the feelin' you get
I'm bein' honest,
we might never sell a million and shit
To me it's more value in keepin'
A
it trill with my nigs
And to Em,
Am
one of the illest ever on the mic
We're less different than we are alike
G
A
This ain't about star power,
G
I ain't on the hype
Am
Never mind skin color,
A
I see beyond the white
Am
My whole life I fought trauma like you
Had ups and downs with
E
my baby mama like you
F
I had my fair share of trans
G
gressions like you
Am
Had a bad temper once and fought
G
aggression like you
A
Did drugs, popped pills,
fought depression like you
Am
These are things you'd never pick
up from our sessions in the stu'
I beefed with Hov, 50, Game and Wu
Got in my own way a lot,
I'm sure the same as you
A
The whole label think I'm crazy,
Am
I been peeped it
I'm only mad I couldn't
G
keep a better secret
Still when I hear your voice,
my head goes wrong
G
Takes me back to that little
boy with my headphones on
A
And the way you saved my life back
Am
then is how I'm savin' them
Plaques and charted tracks won't
take me away from them
G
So I hope you understand
Am
Fuck this record deal,
G
you inspired me as a man
A
I'll cut it short,
Am
A
before I start feelin' like a Stan
Am
Housegang for life, word to the pig on Royce's hand,
uh
Success'll never disable me
A
No record label will ever label me
My morals ain't for sale,
can't under- the- table me
I'll ride it out,
even when everything ain't savory
My brothers love me,
they won't enable me
And they won't kill me,
G
they won't Cain and Abel me, uh
It's how I feel at the moment
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