Tonalité : E minor•
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Am
D
Em
Am
Up
Em
early in the mornin',
flexin' up my British legs
Am
Throwin' up my Duke signs,
fuckin' with the street lights
Em
Never knew no better,
cause my mommy never taught me
Am
Goin' out to get the shit
that mommy never bought me
Em
Only ten years old
and I can't stay away from trouble
Am
But you gon' give a fuck
cause you ain't never had to struggle
Em
And everybody's telling me
it's getting greater later
Am
I need to get my shit right now
Cause it ain't shit in my refrigerator
Em
And I done struggled
for my whole life
Bm
Am
Seeing my mama laid up
With a different nigga every night
Em
An d when you see me
Bm
you can spot a crook
Am
Because I'm roaming through her
D
Bm
motherfucking pocketbooks
Em
I'm going out to get my pay
Am
Cause she don't give a
fuck about me anyway
Em
And my daddy's doing two terms
Bm
Am
And all she ever does
Em
is sits around and gets shirned
My momma never hugs me
Am
I'm calling dudes my family
because these niggas say they love me
Em
I'm steady dusting chumps off
Bm
Am
And ready for the battle
if the ship would ever jump off
Em
So send my ass to hell
Am
It's either be ing covered
up with some dirt
or fucked in a cell
Em
Any way that's what it looks like
Am
If I don't hurry up
and get my ass across the street like
Em
You know the streets is all I know,
Am
this is my way of survival
D
You know I've been dealt some bad cards,
Em
you know, but I gots to play with
What else am I to do, looking for a job,
but until then let my family
Am
starve and be broke
D
So I resort to the streets
as a source of income,
Em
you know what I'm saying, I'm stuck here
I step out on my own block,
Am
and everybody's throwing
up the deuce to Lil' J Rock
Em
And all my little homies that I hang with
Am
are either jacking or mixed up
with this gang shit
Em
See it through reality,
Am
never leaving the gang
Em
cause it's the street life mentality
My homies got a proposition,
G
Am
broke a nigga off some chains
and said he'd help in my position
Em
So now I'm rollin' with the O .G.'s
Am
Puttin' in work on the jack
for some O .C.'s
Em
And maybe in a year or two
Am
I'll be able to roll in a Benz
like the gangstas do
Em
Makin' hoes ride dick,
Am
cause his pump broke just with a click
Ain't hittin' on shit,
Em
I gotta lock my crew down
Am
And set this whole motherfucker
up like a huge town
Em
Am
Develop us a strong clique,
Em
Am
break my pops off some dough
D
While he's locked, I still like that shit
Em
Seeing his little nigga on his own two
Am
Do ing shit I heard my pops used to do
Em
A real nigga took his crime thing
Am
And had it going on for as time came
Em
I got to get my shit right
Am
Until my shit gets right
I'm really with the street life
Em
You know what upsets me?
Am
Is when whitey sit s back
in they lavish homes
And BMWs
D
And tell me the streets ain't
the place to be
Em
See it from my perspective,
crime restricting,
living on welfare
and governments
Am
cutting their shorter every year
I'm shorting on education
D
cause I'm black, the corner
doesn't promise me a good life,
Em
G
but at least it shows me promise
Em
Finally after shit got right,
Bm
Am
I wasn't out of the game
because I'm searching for a new life
Em
But I remember what was said,
Bm
Am
you coming alive
the only way you leave out is dead
Em
Bm
So I'm kinda fucked on both ends
Am
I thought I had friends,
D
but I ain't got no fucking friends
Em
Cause if they were my
Bm
friends, they'd let me break
Am
All these five thousand, fuck this shit
D
Bm
I'm packing my thirty -eight
Em
But fuck, I gotta stay down
Am
Until it's time for me to punch it out
Em
And just lay it down
And that's a motherfucking shame
Am
D
Till then I gotta spill another round
Em
with my little gang
So slowly I walked up to it
Bm
Am
With no hesitation,
I broke the window
Em
and jumped into it
Unhooked his shit and was headed off
Am
I opened up the door,
that's what set it off
Em
A nigga came out with a Glock Jack
Am
And put a slug in my motherfuckin' back
Em
And my so -called friends
Am
Walked me out of the game
D
Bm
Cause they don't know if I'll walk again
Em
Now tell me what that dude's like
Am
Fucked up myself for good
Em
Am
D
Cause I was wrapped up in the streetlight
Em
Am
D
Em
Bm
D
Em
G
Am
Em
Am
Background music playing.
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Thank for
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