Key: F# minor
Intro 1
Em
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Em
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Em
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Am
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Em
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Verse 1
been living life,
Ever had to fight,
live your life on the run
In and out of work,
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I had no choice but this gun
Now I'm movin' forward
to the rich to get richer
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I'm the type of nigga live life with no filter
She just want a real one
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while I'ma be the real me
Keep the pole close
in case these suckas try to drill me
And they be so silent,
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they don't be where the field be
nigga, do it for your dad
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y 'all just don't dance
Besides all that, I'm only
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lurkin' for the bag
Em
C
Shout out to the hoes
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G
that be truckin' for the bag
And shout out to the bros
that be bippin' for the bag
Em
G
Bet ter hustle, lil' n***a,
that fake shit don't last
I be hittin' blocks
while you count fake cash
Em
Me and Levin Trey put the strips in the stash
G
D
Y 'all over there,
We come from a place
where we ain't never had shit
Trey let him know
that we tryna get this back quick
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Em
Levin Trey, n***a, it's the real
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Em
Look, remember I was down,
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Em
now a n***a finna make it
now they all gettin' naked
and I see through like a curtain
Don't say you get money
Hop in my lane, make a fuck,
nigga, swerve
Why you worry about me, nigga,
Clip a few zips,
and watch the money really act
I don't know a place
And watch your friends,
cause they ain't as real as they say
don't know where you was
nigga, just because
Was a lil' nigga when I
boy, I ain't the same
and they flawless with the aim
Em
C
I ain't afraid to change my mind
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Em
G
I'm gon' save the day
Am
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And I know I won't pay
Em
You
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