Key: Bb major
Intro 1
C
Am
C
D
Am
C
D
Verse 1
Am
C
Late to bed and early to rise,
Am
C
I'm losing my points, fuck the boys,
no strength to jock a hoe
what the fuck would I have pockets for?
C
Am
I can't feel a thing
he get this strange type of fuckin' courage
Am
C
I'm on fire but my veins are cold
still my heart pumps slow
I'm in triflin' health
G till I die, nigga, fuck
D
Ain't nothin' realer to a n***a than reality,
for real
Am
C
Ain't nothin' realer than this realism,
C
Now it's, ain't nothin' realer than reality itself,
D
I'm gonna stay down till I take my last breath
Am
C
Just about ready to snip a note to
V .O .V.
from back in the day
five thousand scams
L on the front
C
Nigga, what you want? I got them sold up from
L .A. to
Diego
D
Hell yeah, got the swell, but it's still the
Am
C
Niggas is gettin' mad,
Whitson
They tryin' to set trip,
Am
C
they been tryin' to push up on my family
in fact, that shit is scandalous,
Am
G
and go straight for the
G
Am
C
They wants to do me cause of my salary but
D
I got something real for they ass called reality
than this realism
Am
C
It's a, ain't nothing realer
I'm gonna stay down even
if it means death
But now I got something to die
C
Am
I got something to drive by for
C
Am
C
Now how can I serve them all?
Am
C
Out the front door, inflamed
D
Am
And start to let loose like a one man gang
C
Am
C
I'm watching niggas blood poke
Am
C
I get some wet cleans,
leaves without a trace
Am
C
I only gave them what they paid for
they played for
C
Am
C
That's what they get for trying to battle me,
D
Eb
trying to kill me with my family, now that's reality.
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