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Never Get It chords by O.D.D.I.T.Y

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  • Ab

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Intro 1
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Way too much drama,
Verse 1
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way too much talkin'
That's how these niggas
end up in a coffin
Wish they would stop
with the pettiest problems
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Ain't even know for
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a check or a comma
Don't even hide it, they post it on Twitter
You know where to find me,
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I live in the city
Was born in a climate
with jealousy, envy
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The reason we dyin', I never will get it
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These niggas with beef, I never get it
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Some only here brief, I never get it
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Just look for the streets, I never get it
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I wanna believe,
but they'll never get it
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Look, too many niggas be talkin'
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I come from a city where niggas be drivin'
For runnin' their mouth
even though the same boxin'
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They down for the countin',
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their families be sobbin'
They runnin' their house
when the cops come a -knockin'
No people or sound,
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cuz the streets gon' be watchin'
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The body they found as they livin',
they hoppin'
The car go down just a couple of blocks
Please don't confuse the ignorance
with confidence
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Difference between exhibiting
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your dominance
Anger inhibitin',
folks in the consequence
Limits our growth and it's
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severin' obstacles
Someone gets stopped,
we back to the cycle
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Team moral path, tryna get to the rival
Believe it or not,
never even know sight
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Achieving these prices,
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competing to die, so
This shit is like tug -of -war
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Another day passes,
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another course
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Becoming a habit, let's run this course
Too many inhabit,
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they show their force
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Inherited baggage, can't hold on more
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We carrying saddles within our pores
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They staring with madness, I dare y grab it
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A lot of us playing bodies on the
Way too much drama,
way too much talking
That's how these niggas
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end up in a coffin
Wish they would stop
with the pettiest problems
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Ain't even know for
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a check or a comma
Don't even hide it, they post it on Twitter
You know where to find me,
I live in the city
Was born in a climate
with jealousy, envy
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The reason we dying, I never will get it
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These niggas with beef, I never get it
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So I'm only here brief, I'll never get it
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Just look for the streets, I'll never get it
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I wanna believe,
but they'll never get it
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Look, all that jibba -jabba turns into somebody in a casket,
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this madness
Another person who ain't
reachin' full potential,
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lose all hope, I'm feelin' sadness
Bullet holes, God only knows
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the real purpose of it,
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this is tragic
Take a soul, left a gaping hole,
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so much hatred, not even elastic
Can't hold it, right through the waist,
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got him floated
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It started from ar guing,
fought it with sober,
they gotta seem harder, niggas exposed
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Stay on your guard,
cause he comin' for closure,
we hatin' his heart,
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pull up, lockin' and loadin'
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Aim at the yard, vision is focused,
let out a round
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Til' I get sober, scream
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But he missed his target
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Check he moving in the car,
it's a little bit off
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And he hit the toddler
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Something that he can't shake off,
that won't take that loss
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They gon' come back stronger
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Back up for whenever,
stop, just gon' hand it off
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It'll go on longer
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If I'm buried, my homie,
I'm taking one of your lovers
Should've thought about it
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for taking my fuckbrothers
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Look, I'm cold -blooded,
spicy in the summer
Like there would've been
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a hundred church bells
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Come in that lad, help me
Turn you into a rare subject
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Open you up, make a mess of it
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Next day, don't even stress on it
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