Key: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
G
feat. Cl'Che, Den Den
[Z- Ro]
Dm
G
Am
G
I thought I had a lot of
G
Am
Since I can't depend on my
niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, reminiscing
G
Dm
on the past
Am
G
Am
G
Am
smelling all our lil cash
Now it's like we never knew eachother,
on putting bullets up in my brain
Why they can't look me
F
Even though I miss my T. Jones, at least mama
ain't gotta to cry no mo'
Am
G
But try to come back to the
Tell him to come watch me perform,
but they don't go, and if I'm
Stranded and I need a ride, they say they
coming but they don't show
G
Oh good it's that nigga from the hood, chunking
F
Am
a deuce passing me up
Am
I gotta make a top flight hoe, smoking and thinking
When I get I want no nobody,
but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh
Verse 2
Ain't no love,
cause money is all we adore
G
Am
G
Friends just ain't friends no more
Verse 3
G
Am
of these hoes say they your friend,
but they really ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, them
same hoes don't come round
The main hoes that talk down,
Am
F
Cause Mary Jane don't change she stay the same,
help maintain
Dm
Am
stay free from the bullshit people bring
Cause the world is full of evil mayn
That's why I stay one deep,
F
Am
I be solo on my creep, no one in the
passenger seat
Verse 4
high, now
he busting Mack 10's
Am
G
Watch you go from homie to foe, then
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit,
F
Am
Dm
But claiming you down to the ground bitch,
Just another fake friend,
G
F
trying to chop the Benz
Am
F
Helping to plead my ends,
looking for a win
G
Am
trying to sneak back in
Verse 5
[Hook - 2x] [Z- Ro]
Am
Remember back in '97, we was living it up
G
F
If they had it and we wanted it,
Am
F
they was giving it up
wrote our first song together
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga,
thinking that you running thangs
G
But you ain't running a damn thang but your mouth,
Dm
Am
G
Am
But I can't flip the script want to get rich,
I gotta remain the same
I had visions of us balling together,
F
Am
Together, everyday all day shot calling together,
Dm
Am
Dm
Don't get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I
Am
Dm
don't fuck with em no mo'
Am
G
F
Am
F
Cause everybody want me to do,
Am
G
Am
And they want me to do it,
but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid
Dm
Am
G
F
Am
But you know what you can do for me,
F
Dm
give me a whole lot of leave me alone
Am
Dm
Cause the only partna I got left,
[Hook - 2x]
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