Key: B minor•
Verse 1
D
Bm
God
D
Bm
D
Bm
D
Bm
Hit em up, hit em up
D
Bm
These niggas don't wanna see the
craziest motherfucker from the nickel
I'll make your blood trickle
Willy
D
Bm
My cash flows in vast loads, I crash foes
Like
X -Lax, I'm runnin' right
through these assholes
.45's unloaded, hollow points exploded
In his scalp,
it made his motherfuckin' head snap
Tucked in a psychotic mind,
it's like I'm doin' time in a hole
With no possibility of a role
Well, I see old age,
it's kinda real
No fear for my adversaries, it's karma
Tryna send
Mrs.
Dennis to her funeral parlor
For sure, the bitches die slow
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Bm
Think I'm frightened, use a lie hole
Survival is a natural instinct
D
Bm
For this brave bastard, fuck the war
He ain't nothing but
a slave master
Take these pill plantations
I'll put your six deep, fuck vital
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Bm
My idol is a nigga with a gun
That won't run and shoot a
bitch when he come for him
If he breathe, he bleed
I'm fearin' nothing but
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Bm
God
D
Bm
D
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
Bm
Give him a glance, that'll lay a curse
Ain't nothin' worse than a
psychotic motherfucker
I'm one to subvert,
well it's dispersed from a .45 mag
Sendin' these bitches off to
the morgue in a body bag
Hella pain, so watch your
lousy ass shot to death
Breast smellin' like liquor and weed
When I squeeze off,
do the job and I ease off
Bust him again, plug blank,
and watch his head blossom
Just in case that motherfucker
playin' possum
Lord, you know my heart,
I'm a creature of habit
I love ya, but I'm a ride till I'm
covered with maggots
In the game, trippin' on the fame
D
Bm
Thought it was all wrapped
till the fuckin' corner came
No rest for the wicked,
I'll blast you hoes
In the face, leave your casket closed
I'm fearin' nothin' but
D
Bm
F#m
God
D
Bm
D
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
D
Bm
C -50 niggas deep on a creek,
but I ain't scared of them hoes
I bury foes like dirty money
Fuckin' with me, nigga,
you feel a slug in your fuckin' tummy
I'm sneakin' further from
God when I'm mashin'
Tryin' to separate my
faith from my actions
We all got a role in this play called life
Fuck a friend,
I'm all about my dividends
Trained in the field,
I'm makin' memes more and fast
I shoot this bitch up like a drug
deal gone bad
Undercovers are watchin' me,
phone clickin'?
Easy pickin',
I pluck them bitches like chickens
Have them bleed from the mouth
with the eyelids flickin'
My strap clickin',
on any bitch actin' bad
F#m
I'm not gon' patch a meat out yo' ass,
God
I'm fearin' nothin' but
God
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Bm
That's how I feel
F#m
Bm
Hell, that's how I live
nothin' but
God
And that's how you should live
I'm fearin'
God
God
Cause if he breathes,
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Dm
D
Bm
he bleeds
F#m
Bm
That includes the
D
Bm
KKK, the park police,
F#m
Bm
and these bitch made niggas
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsBm D F#m Dm
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