Outro chords by BOA

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Verse 1
C 
D 
Em 
D 
C 
Always in my
bag,
D 
I ain't never in my feelings
Em 
Go and get that cash,
then you stack it to the ceilin'
Remember they used to laugh,
D 
now they actin' while we chillin'
C 
Ain't no room for me to chill,
I'm too focused on the millions
Em 
C 
When I was in that cell,
I had a vision,
D 
it was you and me
Em 
Now you on some funny shit,
all this shit is new to me
How you chargin' me to do some shit
D 
that I do for free?
C 
Don't ask me to do shit for you,
you know you wasn't due for me
Em 
C 
When them tables turn,
D 
they gon' act like they was there for you
Em 
Know I'm damn wild,
them niggas ain't never cheer for you
At the table eatin',
D 
them niggas ain't have a chair for you
C 
You look at what you did for them,
that shit be uncomparable
Em 
C 
There was times I ain't have a dollar,
D 
you ain't all for once
Em 
Supposed to be my brothers,
one for all, nigga, all for once
Ever turn your back on your bro
D 
if he call for somethin'?
C 
Niggas killin' niggas that they love,
and it's all for nothin'
Em 
C 
When you doin' good,
D 
nobody gon' talk about it
Em 
You ain't doin' what you should,
they gon' make a song about it
Back then, she shittin' on me,
D 
now she feelin' wrong about it
C 
Rather get caught with it on me,
I ain't gettin' caught without it
Em 
C 
Fell out with some niggas
D 
that I probably would've died for
Em 
Never talk about your main bitch
to your side hoe
You ain't gettin' money,
D 
what the fuck is you alive for?
C 
Ever felt hopeless
like what we pray to Allah for?
When you feelin' down,
D 
you just gotta keep it movin'
Em 
Caught out with them bitches
that be pickin' and be choosin'
C 
Em 
With you or you up,
D 
but disappear when you losin'
C 
She in it for the money, bitch,
who you think you foolin'?
If you in your feelings bout a bitch,
D 
you a fuckin' clown
Em 
Lotta ho shit is in the air,
so I don't come around
D 
If he set us up, then it's stuck,
ain't no comin' down
C 
Don't wanna hear how he was innocent
when we gun him down
Still got it on me,
D 
I don't care if I'm a felon
Em 
Don't confuse me with these rappers,
I'll crack a nigga melon
Don't believe the hype,
D 
I ain't buyin' what they sellin'
C 
If you ask me,
these pussy niggas lyin'
and they tellin'
Em 
C 
If he on them papers,
D 
then there's no communication
Em 
Don't care if he was young
when he did it, n***a, face it
C 
Em 
We all the real n****s
D 
that had rats on they cases
C 
Once a n***a tell,
Em 
C 
D 
Em 
D 
C 
ain't no statue of limitations
D 
Em 
D 
C 
Especially during these times, man
Em 
C 
One hour out, twenty three in
D 
Em 
I feel you niggas pain
D 
Freedom, motherfuck the game