Memphis Street chords by OT the Real
Verse 1
Dm
Loyal to a fault,
so I know it's not my fault
If we had a falling out,
cause I always play my part
Am
And I kept that shit a bean,
even when it made me miss out
I rocked with less,
C
while y flocked to rats who cut checks out
Dm
But I'm blessed now,
I had to play the bag like a guest house
Am
Believe in yourself, people get stressed out
I had to cut ties like it's dress down
Dm
R .I .P. it's dead now
Along with all the second chance
And I was fresh home looking for something
Am
I could get my hands in
Cause ain't nobody ever let me eat
Dm
This all came from Memphis street
In and out the windows till
we out of windows
They gave my man so many
years sentence
Am
look like a zip code
Nothing goes forever
So many faces never make it through
Dm
Am
the cold December
Dm
So many years on the come up
people get to know you fire
on fashion district
Am
They go head to toe you
the worst shit happens to the folks
who want the best shit for you
Just never let the indirect shit
Dm
troll you keep going
Thinking back to Hartville,
where scundles had the hards still
Doing cartwheels,
Am
bullets came screeching down the block like cop car wheels
Dm
I came a long way from Park Hill,
tinted black trucks prepared a convoy
This girl turns a hard real quick,
like a tomboy
Am
If you drop it right,
told my bro careful doing drops in parking lots at night
Dm
Before you not alright,
I'm just going off my own endeavors
They trying to get us talking
Am
on the phone together
So tell whoever, I don't know whoever
Dm
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