Key: B minor
Verse 1
Fm
I play the bullshit from
the backseat champ
Yeah I'm in the backseat
Eb
still got the seat back
Fm
Feet back stay from where
the fake be at
Niggas snitch for the shine
Eb
Ebm
where the patience at
Fm
Nigga make his own brother face his back
Give love and take it back
Eb
Good grief man this world is quite
Fm
heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you know
Eb
the story snakes eat rats
Ebm
Eb
Fm
Face the facts you can't change him, can't
shoot it if you can't aim it
Can't miss him if he kill you then
you can't blame him
That's just how the dice roll
when you can't fade him
Ebm
Get too deep up in that water
Eb
Fm
and they can't save ya
Me I come out of that water like I
was just bathing
Eb
And watch my step on a wet pavement
Fm
Yeah I'm from the hood so I rep
'em where I can't take 'em
Eb
Hollygrove, Hollygrove was
Fm
his last statement
So nigga get that look
off your face
And recognize you got
a crook in the place
Eb
Fm
They call me W- E- E crooked
letter Y I'm so high
Eb
I skeet skeet in any nigga dime
like she's mine
Fm
Street sweeper in the back of the hatch
make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody with
the cops to match
Eb
Fm
Bullet holes in ya speakers
from the chopper blast
Eb
Like... haha
Fm
That's bullet holes in your sneakers
got you hopping back
It all stop when they hit you in
ya top and back
Eb
Fm
No cocking back silly motherfucker
you ain't heard bout this
Ebm
The clip sink down to the dick
Fm
That's a automatic shotty from
a drum they call tommy
Guaranteed to get you
bitches from by me
Eb
Fm
When I hit every piece of ya
visible body he leakin'
Mortimer is no longer
Eb
leapin' he sleepin'
Fm
While you pussy niggas
is sleeping I'm thinking
Deep in thought the boy
Eb
ain't even winkin'
Fm
Bob Marley got me stinking
Stacking figures I'm standing
Eb
firm life's a slinky
Fm
Pipes is filled with crack cocaine
And the dope go inside of the veins
Eb
from where I came
Fm
Though I bear a name only
one can live with
Coach they won't knock
Eb
me off my pivot forget it
Fm
I'm sicker with it
Pick a city buy a condo find a fine
Eb
hoe let some time go chill
Fm
What you know about a bongo
Db
having her mind go
Ebm
Over a convo about dough
Eb
Fm
Nothing! man the four wheelers
look so good on the sand
Eb
Tee or tanktop pocket fan
Fm
No pocket knife, no handgun in sight
Ebm
Eb
Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat BOOM!
Fm
Haha tonight I might just
boost my feature price
Eb
Fm
Cause to each its own and
the lights is bright
And I'm feeling like Mike
Eb
at a Tyson fight
Ebm
Fm
I'm from Cita house,
Big Momma's House
She told me to shoot ya right
after I knock ya out
Eb
Fm
And he ain't get ting up after them
Db
Fm
shots if you hit him in the right spot
Eb
Fm
Hold up the beat might drop
Outro 1
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsFm Eb Ebm Db F
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