Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Am
Em
I
F
dont even
Em
write no more
This shit not even like. my twist
Am
so it's like...
I'm writin' and shit so like the fuck?
Em
Shit take more time to get out
F
Usually I just go off the dome
Em
Fuck it
Man it hurt me when they
Am
killed my nigga Bloc,
Em
how the fuck they catch slippin'
Am
in the car on the 9 though
C
I'll never think a nigga catch
you slippin' if
ya hands was tied up,
Em
eyes shut with a blindfold
On some shit like,
F
why you had to die bro?
Em
The will of God and you can't
F
'cause of God though
C
Fuck it and you know I'm gon bro
Em
And if it's 'bout mine imma slide bro
In Chiraq and I'm
Am
screamin' free Rondo
F
Am
Back on the westside posted on the 9 tho
C
Bro bangin' shit and we call
F
that nigga Brondo
Em
Get ya shit pushed back on recline though
F
No I didn't sell my soul
to get signed though
Em
F
But this .40 take ya soul you could die bro
C
If I was you I really wouldn't
try bro
F
(If I was you I really
Em
wouldn't try bro)
Am
I was booked up for 3 years
F
My brother told me I had
Am
to wipe my tears,
Em
sisters said we gon' make it up outta there
So I had to get it without no fear
F
I picked up a pen and a pad,
we didn't have pops so my mom was my dad
Em
I swear to God that my life was sad
I swear to God that my life was bad,
its too bad
Am
In the trenches just know
I keep it on me
Em
Lost my cousin, after that, lost my homie,
I swear to God that that
G
shit really hurt me,
Em
When Shanon died,
swear to God that it hurt me
F
(?) and Gotti, swear to God
them my brodies
Niggas talkin' crazy but still
and murk me
Em
Brushed it off when that
bitch did me dirty
I brushed it off when that
Am
bitch did me dirty
Down on my dick and I didn't
have shit not even a pot to piss in
Em
I just fucked up but I lucked up that
I made it up out of them trenches
C
F
(yea)
{Lil Durk}
I was down bad and I was down
on my dick (Yea, yea)
And had a lil chick,
and I came with the stick (Yea)
Em
And if you tried to hide it, you'd
die with the stick,
and if you not a killer,
C
G
Am
can't hop in the whip (Yea, yea)
G
got my check up, I got me a bag,
Em
Am
Em
then I met a lil bitch and I met
her Spleef (Whoo, gang, let's get it)
I know a nigga who shot
and it ricocheted,
bullet hit and he died in his piss
F
(Bllggggahh, lets get it)
Em
Niggas and coming outside,
Am
he wolfing on live,
F
the nigga had died in his crib
Em
C
(Died at his crib)
Em
Am
(No auto, talk to 'em) (Gang)
You ain't been in that car,
Em
whe you ride with your partners,
Am
and you can't turn around,
Em
gotta die for yo niggas
(Whoo, lets get it)
You ain't outside forreal,
the only time you slide when you
sliding on twitter,
F
you a pussy (You a pussy)
Hop out yo car but you shot
from a distance and you
Em
could of got up on him, lil nigga you a rookie
(Do- doom) (Yea)
How you feel? You ain't did
shit for the nigga that
Am
died, who gon ride for you pussy nigga,
you a pussy (Haha)
Down on my dick and I didn't
have shit not even a pot to piss in
Em
I just fucked up but I lucked up that
I made it up out of them trenches
C
F
(yea)
{Lil Durk}
I was down bad and I was down
on my dick (Yea, yea)
And had a lil chick,
and I came with the stick (Yea)
Em
And if you tried to hide it, you'd
die with the stick,
C
Am
and if you not a killer, can't hop in the whip (Yea,
yea)
Outro 1
Gang, Gang, Gang)
Am
Em
C
Em
F
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