Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
Em
For God be able to remember the times that we are here, each one of us,
that they will keep this legacy
and make this family one
C
that will have a name for itself.
Em
Bm
Yeah. R .I .P. Uncle Keith. Yeah.
Em
Hey, listen, this legend tells it.
You're in control of your own
destiny, man.
Y 'all really overusing the word
go, man.
Tired of this shit.
G
You direct your path, man.
Bm
You choose your fate.
Em
Not trying to beat rhyme on the sampler.
Don't look for nobody else
to do shit for you, man, to put you on
G
Put your motherfuckin' self on,
nigga, this your world
Em
I guess this whole season
Where niggas don't even know you
but call you bro season
I really don't need them,
don't know me very well
And even though they not laughing
They're the type to text L
.O .L. for no reason
Trippin', I would never fake my image
Guess I ain't poppin' till Soulja
Boy say my name with a question
mark
And an exclamation with it, get it?
I think it's time to run up the facts
I'm like a Jansport customer,
motherfuck, all I want is a bag
And I ain't that nigga stuck in the past
Don't ask about cash,
money already paid them back
their money in cash
Even though I'm tough and honest,
I'm goin' up in mileage
C
Another graphic designer pro
motin' in my comments,
Em
C
Em
I'm like I'm cold -hearted and real torn
I've been chillin' in the cut
like Neil Spawn
C
Grindin', wildin',
Em
Bm
Em
niggas that I helped still shittin' on me
C
My partner baby mom still hittin' on me
Em
Don't overthink shit first
The crazy thing is he
don't know
when that'll make shit hurt
C
She only do it out of spite, cause
Em
Bm
He ain't really in his child's life,
Em
but I know that'll make shit worse
C
Turn the seed to a bastard,
Em
speed in the fastest
Bm
Em
Brother in the bed like,
feed in the past tense
G
C
We gettin' past when,
Em
June caught a murder charge
Never would've imagined,
Bm
Em
need the money for his lawyer
C
Man, I wish I had it
Em
Northside Atlanta niggas
knowin' I'm the captain
Made more money
C
than all my niggas that were trappin'
Em
These rappers wear a purse
and you act like it's fashion
Tyreek Hill,
C
I'm on the field movin' the fastest
Em
My bitch bad,
Bm
she might enter a beauty pageant
Em
Told all my youngins,
G
Em
C
Em
look at the world, you can have it
Bm
Em
Yeah, told all my youngins,
C
Em
look at the world, you can have it
Word for word,
this is exactly what happened
Bm
D
G
Em
Yeah, word for word,
this is exactly what happened
Bm
D
What happened, yeah
Em
Hey listen, okay, if my recollection
C
could travel with me to my adolescence
Em
how I turned out I really had
I'm guessing in and out of juvie
C
every week seemed like I got arrested
Em
C
Em
I'm smart kid at just a school
wasn't that interesting
look been an entrepreneur
since grade four
D
Learn how to get a little money
Em
and made more looked around
D
seen all my dues were paid for same time I saw I
Em
C
got everything I prayed for what it happened
Em
B
Bm
See it went like this took my read
Em
to get my money longer
than a good night kid
C
As a youngin' no one really
Em
understood my shit
B
Em
Now kids be scared to be they self,
cut the hood, might ditch
C
Em
Listen, if everybody see your vision,
not enough ambition
Same shit you do, they call you crazy,
fuckin' make you big
C
Em
Say, bruh, if I took out my bad decision
Bm
Em
And stacked them on top of each other,
they'd be tall as a Manhattan building
C
Em
Every loss is a lesson,
Bm
look for the blessing
Em
Bm
Never devalue a life,
Em
cause that shit is precious
C
And that remind me of
Em
my sister's depression
Taught me so much,
I used to miss the message
C
And now all I can do is miss her present
Em
B
Em
Wow, see her in park kickin'
shit in heaven
Smile, it seem like one
C
day you'll be 10 or 11
Em
B
Bow, then you kill 11
Em
Time flyin' like cars on a busy
C
Em
intersection
Yeah, told all my youngins,
C
Em
look at the world, you can have it
Word for word,
this is exactly what happened
D
Em
Word for word,
this is exactly what happened
Huh, sigh -high,
C
Mr. Know -it -all Mr. Bag it up an d sold it all
Em
Beat the verdict like I'm Ornthal
Em
They hate it when you come through
Swervin' in them foreign cars
Niggas be so broke
C
they think you showin' off
Em
Only clappin' cause they want the ball
Huh, they full court pressin'
Em
I'm just tryna get my point across
C
C
I need a moment y 'all, huh
Em
They want a Martin and Malcolm me
Bm
That's why I never get the room
Em
with the balcony
C
My face card good,
Em
don't need no nigga to vouch for me
C
P90s and ARs in the house with me
Remind me that we all done
Em
make it out the streets
Gianni on my bra,
C
that's Versace sheets
Em
Turn my goals into gold like it's alchemy
Plus I heard my inner circle got
G
it out for me
C
Em
Enough to turn a king cold, Natalie
C
But I've been able
to let things go gradually
Em
Huh, cause most of us grew up poor as hell
Now it's yachts off the coast
of Fort Lauderdale
C
Em
All that bump in your gum s, you
gon' need Orgel
I'm with a goddess,
I'm tryna see if me and her Orgel
C
Em
They wanna see you in the grave, Orgel
My palms is itchin', that's
how I fortune tell
Yeah, told all my youngins,
Em
look at the world, you can have it
Word for word,
Em
this is exactly what happened
Word for word,
Em
this is exactly what happened
What happened, yeah
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