Key: F# minor
Intro 1
Em
C
Bsus4
Em
C
Em
C
Verse 1
C
Em
Sometimes I wonder if I died
Or do they look in my one eye
B
Em
and still fear the music
These little snakes won't be happy
when they hear I do it
G
C
the picture's clear I knew it
Em
C
It's my side until I die fam,
you know a G
I'm sick and tired of losing people
B
G
We lost Migs last year fam,
Em
C
Em
E
Em
This is street life, we face a cold living
C
Em
I started at the back,
Em
C
I put in the work, I'm the chef,
G
Em
I control the kitchen
You're super, super dry,
Em
C
I'm so connected to the streets
Em
C
So many ways to die, pussy,
Em
G
Em
choose your death
It's real street shit,
Em
E
Em
Raise your glasses in the air,
I'm saying
B
C
More like, everybody's got a fee,
C
Em
I've been rapping in
the studio like all night
B
C
Em
We keep it gangster, gangster,
I'm just here for business,
And don't be playing with my paper,
I ain't need really squeeze that trigger,
Em
C
Don't back it in, I won't flinch,
Em
E
Before I turn my back on rap,
take my over eyes
Em
C
I'm bringing no joke to the streets,
G
B
buck up, buck up, bye
Em
E
My side'll go sparse when
they get the music
Em
C
It's ghetto therapy, my soldiers,
Em
C
Why do you talk about them
B
G
9 mil, it's Texas,
Em
E
Em
C
ooze it look like motherfucking bruises
B
Em
What? Think man are joking out here
E
Em
E
Em
C
Em
This is a real M -O -S -S -I -O -1 -6 -1 G -block Y -G,
B
Bsus4
Em
nigga
Fuck them fakers,
Ba -ba, ba -ba -ba
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