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Verse 1
(E minor) Yeah, I done felt a lot of
brokes in my life, right?
From being broke
My (D major) dog died right in front of me,
broke my soul
Broken spirits, broken hearts
Ayy, here's some shit you
(E minor) probably know
No one loves you when you broke
Only high that I gets from smoke
I don't push it up in my nose
But I (D major) play too much with danger
Got an issue with my anger
My relatives are strangers
And this world just gon' keep changing
Ain't (E minor) seen my mom in ten years
And Lord knows over time
How many times that doctor
brought her to tears
Man, that ain't right
Listen, (D major) I'm still trying to figure me out,
figure me out
Trying to understand my purpose
in life and what it's about
Because all (E minor) I ever knew was
beat the block,
re -up, then beat the block
Trip out when I see a cop,
pull in a random parking spot
Hop (D major) out when the doors are locked,
a felon with a loaded Glock
Pray to God he go on
about his business so I know
It be your (E minor) friends, it be your family
Be the ones closest to you,
I can never understand it
Of what you love the (D major) most,
that's what hurt you badly
You can't trust nobody
or you know this only facts, yeah
No, this (E minor) life ain't nothing like you
probably thought it would be
When we was kids, growing up,
all we had was some dreams
Feel like (D major) everybody using me,
they calling on me
When all I ever wanted
was to get up out of this dream
Haters from the (E minor) bottom,
ain't nobody give a
(D major) fuck about my (E minor) problems
When you broke and had no hope,
you resort to pushing, doping, robbing
Better (D major) stay in your lane,
find a good plug and build an outlet
I ain't worried about my outfit,
I'm alert, ain't never slouching
I (E minor) ain't been back home in days,
been on the road just catching plays
What else can I say,
better keep that ass with the K
And God for (D major) bid I'm forced to let it
spray and send him away
Like hell, he better hope
he gets a couple seconds to pray
Suitcase (E minor) city, Tampa,
that's where I spent my whole childhood
Had to get out, it was a struggle
to survive in my own hood
(D major) Everything I got, I earned,
this shit wasn't always good
Had to have a stronger mindset,
that's some shit I understood
And be your (E minor) friends, and be your family
Be the ones closest to you,
I could never understand it
The ones you love the (D major) most,
that's who hurt you badly
You can't trust nobody, yo,
you know this only facts, yeah
Know this (E minor) life ain't nothin'
like you probably thought it would be
When we was kids, growin' up,
all we had was some dreams
Feel like (D major) everybody usin' me,
they callin' on me
When all I ever wanted
was to get up outta this dream
I know these (E minor) your homies, right?
But look
You're only gonna go
as far as the crowd you keep
And, uh, (D major) look around you
Four out of five of these people
probably gotta go
You know, they most likely
(E minor) ain't as hungry as you
They're probably a distraction
They probably your poison
If you (D major) want something bad enough,
Outro 1
you'll do what you gotta do
(D major) (E minor)
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