Key: A minor•
Intro 1
Em
Am
F
Am
F
Dm
Em
Am
Dm
F
Verse 1
Em
what do I end
Nothing but a bunch of bullshit,
true lies and niggas I despise
me and my peeps up on the isle
Am
F
Keep it alive and high, till the day I die,
Lord, when will it come down to it,
choose one move and lose it all
F
Dm
F
Without cause, that I got no love at all
Bet never to trust
Am
G
where the right thing's going
Am
F
Showing a hope for these niggas
F
Em
Fuck em, I'm not that nigga
Am
Em
who you thought I was
Really don't shit a matter, cause of love,
give it a fuck, show me love
that we're all on the same mission
I bought a meal ticket
away from these suicidal conditions
But a mentality,
Em
Am
reality has got me to be a menace
Those aren't authentic yet,
Am
Em
it's mission impossible
will pass out
Gotta watch your back at every stop
before you ass down
I'm kickin' money, grubbin' hoes
Em
Am
mano to mano
Give it a fuck for the extreme
F
Am
Dm
how to make other
niggas eat bullets
your hood to my hood
Ringin' the ruckus to motherfuckers,
the flavor's all good
like I'ma get down for mine
It's time after time,
but the way things is,
Yesterday's a memory,
cause life ain't all what it seems
away from death
Nothin' changed,
roaches, and tricks
Screamin' up on ya if ya slip
Rise to the above, that shite's the shit
It ain't all about cuffs or blood
It's all about clockin' down figures
that the game reaches to die quicker
Am
Em
it's all nothing but a bunch of bullshit
For the east to the west, worldwide,
Am
Dm
no matter why so many fools is clueless
Am
F
Stereotyped and twisted,
in a mixed label statistic
No time for the bullshit, stress for the way,
see so much of the ballistics
Am
Em
Never to get caught up in a mix
like some of the ignorant
Am
Em
To the fact that I'm if I do,
and I'm damned if I don't
Am
F
It's like that, so look to the future,
better know how to make me wonder
While most of the time it's my own
can that's trying to take me under
Em
Better believe that this is non -fiction shit
I'm kickin' money, grubbin' hoes
Better duck, puff it a cubano,
Give it up to the extreme,
to be stressin' bullshit
F
Dm
how to make other niggas eat bullets
your hood to my hood
Ring of the rockers to motherfuckers,
the flavor's all good
like I'ma get down for mine
Dm
Am
Time after time, by the way things is,
your reality
Yesterday's a memory,
Dm
F
it's reality
Reality
G
Am
Today's a bitch,
cause life ain't all what it seems,
Am
Em
to morrow's a dream
Today's a bitch,
Am
Em
cause life ain't all what it seems,
Am
F
it's reality
Reality
Em
Am
Yesterday's a memory,
tomorrow's a dream
Today's a bitch,
cause life ain't all what it seems
Reality
Em
Am
Yesterday's a memory,
tomorrow's a dream
Today's a bitch,
cause life ain't all what it seems
Em
Am
F
Reality
Em
Am
Thank you for
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