Key: D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Yea
And this for all my fans who been fucking
with my music for a lil' minute
Cb
Ebm
I don't know what's
Verse 2
wrong with these niggas
Ebm
Woke up this morning in the Lotus Hotel
Bb
Ebm
I'm moving up, shit finally getting real
How I feel I should be
up there less than a year
I gotta get it nigga knowing what it is
E#m
Bb
Draw down, give it up,
Young nigga I'm just tryna get a mill
I'm from Baton Rouge where
they wildin' off the pills
Police killing us and the
police getting killed
I got so many niggas waiting
Most of my niggas dead and we
Watch ya homeboy he fake,
he ain't really real
Shit I ain't trippin' I'm
just focused on my career
Just stopped by Booma, bought
be a victim
Ain't no waiting I'm a shoot
'til a nigga tempt me
When I up two tips out the clip zip em
Show us the pack, try to tax,
Ebm
38 baby I put on for them young niggas
Tell them niggas we the motherfucking
sickest in the city
And we don't do no motherfucking
scare business
Verse 3
Abm
Where I'm from it get wicked shit real
No you ain't safe where I live
Gunshots broad day where I live
Fuck the law,
Running with the same niggas
Ebm
Bb
'til the end
Abm
Ebm
no we don't do no friends
Verse 4
Abm
Where I'm from it get wicked shit real
Any age you can get killed
Gunshots broad day where I live
Fuck the law,
Running with the same niggas
Ebm
E#m
'til the end
Abm
Ebm
no we don't do no friends
Verse 5
I ain't lying I'm going in
it's my time right now
All day working I ain't taking
calls right now
KD got the cannabis card,
where the smoke at?
Eli we on Fairfax
E#m
Ebm
store with two bags
Make that shit, spend that shit,
get it right back
Montana asking everybody
where the hoes at
where the laws at?
walking with that sack
To tell the truth I'm living it
up, I'm just stating facts
When I spit I'ma snap when
I'm on the track
me where he at
(Another youngin' fucking
live how I live
Yea
Verse 6
Abm
Where I'm from it get wicked shit real
Any age you can get killed
Gunshots broad day where I live
Fuck the law, free my bros out of jail
niggas 'til the end
Ebm
Bb
Ebm
NBA Gang la familia,
Abm
Ebm
no we don't do no friends
Verse 7
Abm
Where I'm from it get wicked shit real
Any age you can get killed
Gunshots broad day where I live
Fuck the law,
Running with the same niggas
no we don't do no friends
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsEbm Cb Abm Bb E#m
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