Key: G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
F
Gm
Verse 1
F
Gm
F
We livin' that hi life
Gm
Dm
Bb
Hi life (Hi life)
Gm
F
We livin' that hi life
Verse 2
F
Tired of livin' bad,
Tired of hearin' grand mama tellin' me,
Gm
F
I'm tryin' to live up to the image
that she would want to see,
But I got much foot in the street,
and every week I flip a ki.
but niggas depend on me
It ain't safe to hit I-10,
Gm
F
And all the niggas that I
went to school with,
Shot pool with, went to the pool with
Pushin' cocaine,
niggas whole existence
Dependent on the game
somebody cut my throat
Bb
F
Got 20,000 dollars tryin'
to turn it into a hundred,
So, niggas tend to smoke,
bad habits do exist
Gm
F
my mind by suckin' my dick
Bitch maybe fo' a minute,
Bb
F
Gm
but that shit never lasts
First Magic Johnson got it,
then Eazy-E died
died
Gm
F
niggas out there smokin' fry
I wish that I could tell y'all I
Bb
F
wore a rubber everytime
But, if I told you that, nigga,
And I been fuckin' pussy since
the tender age of nine.
It's gettin' to be a full-time job
And crackers tend to smirk,
Bb
F
offended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt
front for my folks
'Cause where I come from, nigga,
Gm
F
Now, D be gettin' married,
and Edgar on the boat
Bb
F
But what about baby Doe
Some say that nigga's sellin' dope
that's just how families talk
But, what you gon' do when the
devil poke you wit' his fork?
the pulpit ain't saved
fuckin' hoes and gittin' paid
Verse 3
Gm
F
Gm
Hi life (hi life)
F
Gm
We livin' that hi life (Hey)
F
Gm
Hi life, hi life (Hi life)
Bb
F
Verse 4
Cm
F
Gm
That's all they give us to do it
You can bullshit your way through it,
Or stay true, it
Gm
F
be gettin' shot in the cross
People and names get lost,
the people in the lane get tossed
Take your positions with pistols,
bare hands, and knives,
F
Gm
And nobody's surprised if some
To see this only treacherous
How we was left to be down these
Muthafucka's sleepin' on them
Dm
Gm
corners that you pee on
Bb
F
they didn't belong
Now who in the fuck made
Gm
F
it this way for us?
Got all these little niggas
sellin' that yay
high levels gain-able
And And that quote "peace of American
pie" just ain't attainable
Gm
F
life before death
Man, I'm left out here to make
it by my goddamn self
Cm
Gm
When you can't afford
the turkey or ham?
Gm
F
beef jerky, and Spam
Gm
F
Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life
All I can see in front of me is up for grabs
'Cause poverty will push
Dm
Gm
a nigga over the brink,
Over the edge,
F
Bb
es pecially if you don't know your ledge
Bb
F
I'm hustlin' tryin' to git
through these ungodly days
Thinkin' of ways to get
A man will commit a crime
'cause the fuckin' crime pays
gots to pour out
His 40 on the curb,
F
Gm
disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind,
But still sometimes he don't know why
Gm
F
He get one more try to make it
It's bullshit he's goin' through
but yo he gots to take it,
Verse 5
F
Gm
Hi life (Hi life)
F
Gm
We livin' that hi life (Hi life)
Verse 6
Gm
Hi life
F
Gm
F
We livin' that hi life
F
Gm
We livin' that hi life (Hi life)
Hi life
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ChordsGm F Dm Bb Cm
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