True Story accords par
Young Scooter
Young Scooter

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Tonalité : Bb minor
Verse 1
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We made it through the struggle
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Dm
When you're down bad
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My momma good, my lil' brother good I take
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Dm
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care of my whole hood
New
Mexico
City to
Edgewood, nigga
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F
Dm
Dm
You know my motherfuck
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in' life story
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A
When you down bad, when you down bad
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Am
With no fun, money, you left your mama sad
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F
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When you down bad,
when you down bad
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Took a whole million, I'm like,
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C
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you ain't gotta stay
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Am
When you down bad, when you down bad
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All your friends disappear,
nigga, this real rad
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F
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When you're down bad,
when you're down bad
You gotta do some time,
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F
your girl gon' turn up fast
I helped
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Dm
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Spoof make a million, he went dead broke
That shit hurt me to my heart,
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but that's my nigga though
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I probably owe them like a
hundred bands to this day
All the dope, me and
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Pep fucked up and didn't pay
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Ain't pay pilots for that dummy,
I ain't have a dime
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Finesse for 19, five, turn my life around
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He was up and I was down
They told me gon' shine
Real
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C
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OG, I salute him, he respect my grind
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I was down bad, had no cash
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Pelt was broke, futures broke,
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I'm waking up mad
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I'm in jail, they caught me
with everything I had
Grandma came through in the clutch,
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Dm
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got out and bounced back
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When you down bad, when you down bad
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With no fun, money,
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Am
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you left your mama sad
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When you're down bad,
when you're down bad
Tried to hold me, and I'm like,
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Am
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F
you ain't got a stack
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Am
When you're down bad,
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A
when you're down bad
All your friends disappear,
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F
nigga, this real rad
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A
When you're down bad,
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Am
when you're down bad
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A
You gotta do some time,
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F
your girl gon' turn her back
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Tonight she turned me on, the keys,
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she took me to them people
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G
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Fell out and got it right,
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G
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and now we all eatin'
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This a new life, look at all this ice
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Before
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G
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Diddy did his time, we was livin' life
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I took like three hundred
racks and that is real talk
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Two million dollars worth of clothes,
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C
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a condo for a clout
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All my n****s locked up
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and they all out of state
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Four -four cases,
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C
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juggin' on a paper chase
Free
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Lil'
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Nuke, my n***a, that ain't bad
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Free
Pep
Rallo and
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Cory, I miss my n****s,
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damn
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When you down bad, when you down bad
With no bond money,
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Am
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you left your mama sad
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When you down bad, when you down bad
To the whole million, I'm like, you ain't
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gotta stay
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Am
When you down bad, when you down bad
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A
All your friends disappear,
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nigga, this real rad
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A
When you down bad, when you down bad
You gotta do some time,
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F
Am
Am
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Am
your girl gon' turn up bad
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You

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