Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
Am
(Banger)
Dm
What up, nephew? Man,
Em
you know what it is
Am
I wanna start this jawn just by sayin'
man, I'm so proud of you, man
Dm
Em
But after that, it's all about a second
Am
chance (The Melody)
And everybody, especially the real niggas
Dm
Em
Real people from the hood, man, from the trenches,
Am
they de serve a second chance
'Cause a lot of us got caught up in
Dm
the motherfuckin' math
(DJ on the beat, so
it's a banger)
Em
With these people, man,
Am
just tryna lock us up for nothin', you hear me?
Dm
So here we are now, I remember back,
Em
back, not too long ago
Am
Me and your daddy was
in the belly of the beast
Dm
Em
And on our paperwork, it said,
Am
as our outdate, it said, "Deceased, deceased"
Dm
They thought we
Em
was gon' die in there
But look at us now,
Am
we out here thrivin', livin'
Dm
Now you out here, it's your second chance too,
Em
nephew (bang, bang, bang)
Verse 2
Am
You know, money and power
got the trenches united
Dm
Got some members indicted
Em
over money and violence
Am
I was raised in the jungle with snakes,
rats and some lions (yeah)
Dm
Leather Pellys for winters,
Em
dope boys and giants
Am
Daddy took over the streets,
Larry Hoover was my age
Dm
When weed was so cheap,
Em
sellin' drugs off MySpace
Am
I'm a gangster at heart,
could stop a war with my face
Dm
Em
Mama, I said I'm sorry for puttin' you
Am
through the mind games, sorry
Only The Family the Navy (yeah)
Dm
3- Double- 0 is the army (yeah)
Em
Tell 'em re- open
Barneys (yeah)
Am
A hundred fifty on Marni (yeah)
A double cup full of lean (yeah)
Dm
I need to drink some
Dasani (yeah)
'Cause my piss back yellow
Em
(yeah)
Am
But my President white (damn)
Plus my 'Rari was white,
Dm
my Rollie face was just white (white)
Em
My uncle had his own crib,
Am
but he stay with the white
I'm in a phase of my life,
Dm
I can't be praisin' the mice
Em
My auntie prayed to the Christ (Christ) I made
Am
a way through the night (yeah)
We bred, I gave her a flight (flight), my
Dm
brother stayed with a pipe (pipe)
Em
He just ain't have it that night (dang), I hate
Am
he played with his life (dang)
His killer paid for his price (bang), I brought it
Dm
straight from the dice (yeah)
Em
Racketeering his charge,
Verse 3
I wish he took my advice
Am
Money is the root of all evil
(yeah)
Dm
Smurk, I mean Durk, be in the
Em
trenches with his people
Am
Cursed, I mean hurt that they
just takin' all my people
Dm
Chh, baow- baow, ain't beat his
Em
case 'cause he ain't legal
Verse 4
Am
Back in 2010, I went to school
with a Desert Eagle
Dm
Sean John hoodie,
Em
with Shawn Carters in my Evisu's
Am
Family treat me different,
I had to walk 'round like I'm see through
Dm
Niggas treat me like family,
Em
Am
I just told you what the streets do (damn)
Young age, I used to run the streets
Dm
'cause I'm a bad boy (damn)
Trap house my Waffle House,
Em
Am
I trapped right off an Android (brr)
Never duck no niggas or no
12, just the landlord
Dm
Didn't have my rent,
Em
Am
I left my bitch and she was payin' for it (bitch)
Love brodie to death, he hit that dope,
Dm
but I can't stand for it (dope)
Em
I took over the trenches for a century,
Am
I'm the man to 'em (I'm the man to 'em)
Label said, "Don't make none for the streets,
Dm
just make some dance music" (cha, cha)
Em
Said, "I can't, I gotta make shit for the streets,
Am
I'm the man to 'em'" (nah, nah)
Money over bitches,
some reason I'll tend to 'em (yeah)
Dm
Em
I ain't never listen, like fuck permission,
Am
I carry a Gen4 (Gen4)
Family in the streets, my relationship,
Dm
I got a handful (yeah)
Em
Count a million cash, I swear to God,
Am
it had my hand sore (ahh)
Fuck her from the back,
Dm
I had her scratchin' up the headboard (yeah)
Nutted on her lashes,
Em
Am
I ain't gotta ask her, what she mad for? (Smurk)
Baby, what you sad for? Baby,
Dm
what you sad for? (Huh?)
Em
The Brabus truck, the one that, hm m,
Am
I paid a bag for it (hmm)
I paid cash for it, a duffel bag,
Dm
Em
boy (yeah), but too much cash'll have 'em paranoid
Verse 5
Am
Money is the root of all evil
(yeah)
Dm
Smurk, I mean Durk, be in the
Em
trenches with his people
Am
Cursed, I mean hurt that they just takin' all
Dm
my people
Chh, baow- baow, ain't beat his
Em
case 'cause he ain't legal
Am
Money is the root of all evil
(trenches)
Dm
Smurk, I mean Durk, be in the trenches
Em
with his people (yeah)
Am
Cursed, I mean hurt that they
just takin' all my people
Dm
Chh, baow- baow, ain't beat his case
Em
'cause he ain't legal
Outro 1
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Em
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Em
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