Intro chords by Alpha Martin

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Intro 1
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Em 
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Am 
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Verse 1
Dm 
I'm just a city slicker,
ain't nobody slicker
F 
Sippin' on that medicine
Em 
like ain't nobody sicker
Dm 
Rollin' up that cam like,
ain't nobody quicker
F 
And was that your girlfriend?
Am 
She said ain't nobody with her
Dm 
I barely fuck with liquor,
she would make me hiccup
F 
I'll take a shot tonight,
Am 
cause this shit about to pick up
Dm 
Alpha Martin on your line,
bitch you better pick up
Am 
My city on  the grind,
F 
bout time it's bout to pick up
Dm 
Tell them it's a stick up,
not a single move
F 
Or I'ma shoot this bitch up
Em 
without fully thinking through
Dm 
And dip out with the lube,
not a wrinkle, he smooth
F 
Don't sleep on a nigga,
Am 
don't be blinkin' too soon
Dm 
If it  leaked her soul, or if I die
F 
Am 
Confront me at my funeral if I lie
Dm 
Send shots to my coffin if you hear me cry
Am 
I live the hurtful truth
F 
without a tear in my eye
Dm 
I'm here or not,
not one for a fable
F 
Put together a stable
Em 
C 
and turned it into a label
Dm 
Kept the block, left the label,
brought it back to the table
F 
I've been rockin' this thing
Am 
like I've been in a cradle
Dm 
Since my rattle was rattlin',
now my trunk rattlin'
F 
Am 
Sound like King Kong,
Godzilla back to battling
Dm 
I don't know, man
Am 
Came a long way from just
being
F 
your neighborhood dope, man
Dm 
A -A  -A -Alpha, A -A -Omega
F 
Em 
C 
Costa be the boss, put an arm in the leg
Dm 
Help that Genesis be good,
you niggas thinkin' sex
F 
All that gangsta shit is fun,
Am 
this rap shit is set up
Dm 
Met up with the greatest
like I'm meetin' up the president
F 
True colors show,
Am 
they don't know that till I represent
Dm 
Pages of a dirty crook, seriously definite
Am 
F 
Publish 30 books, not the series,
but the testament
Dm 
Schools write a test on it,
we all deserve a lesson, shit
F 
Lesson learned, this is my life,
C 
don't you question it
Dm 
Sentence me to life,
and I still wouldn't stop
F 
Every sentence of my life
Am 
is  a key to the lock
Dm 
Killer on the block, killer in your spots
F 
And don't get caught,
Am 
there's a killer in that cop
Dm 
If I   was a tiger, if I got off rock
Am 
What if I never stopped,
Dm 
and Quinn was still on the block
Your honor, your honor,
I know I fail my tests
F 
But in and out of jail won't
Em 
bring me success
Dm 
With or  without bail
won't relieve my stress
F 
Am 
My faith is to God, I believe the best
Dm 
A prayer everlasting,
bless what he handed me
F 
I do this with a passion,
Am 
for give my profanity
Dm 
They like my people tragedy,
genius to insanity
Am 
When I say my people,
F 
I'm speaking a race of humanity
Dm 
Tryna feed my family at the same time
F 
Say what? Who I'm kidding,
Em 
C 
they don't even know my name yet
Dm 
Blowing on this loud,
I'm blowing up my paycheck
F 
Am 
Brand new strength to the brain,
no train wreck
Dm 
They say it's a safe bet,
I'm not your average joke
F 
Not a  San Jose rapper,
Am 
I just rap for San Ho
Dm 
I slap a damn hoe, then rap a damn flow
Am 
F 
Then climb up on stage
Am 
F 
and pack the damn show
Dm 
You didn't know? Guess not
F 
Am 
Em 
Disrespect the shark in my cities,
now you get shot
Dm 
One out of seven rappers real,
the rest not
F 
I do this by myself,
Am 
do  that nigga, nigga less hot
Dm 
No, not never, I'm too clever
F 
You say you want this bitch,
Am 
but I can marathon it better
Dm 
Stay ahead of all these niggas,
Am 
they can't catch me in they Jetta 99 problems,
Dm 
double 9's, double the Berettas, yeah