Key: A minor
Verse 1
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
Gb
Db
Yeah, uh, woo, uh, let me talk to y 'all, uh, yeah, just let me borrow some time for y 'all,
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Gb
Fm
Ebm
Fm
Db
Bbm
uh, yeah, uh, woo, uh, you on shit, niggas, uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Fm
Life's a struggle,
Bbm
you born alone and you die alone
In between life's pages,
you get to grind on
Fm
Hurtful when you never snitched,
you threw the time for him
Bbm
Nigga try to play,
you bring the knives for him
Db
Ride on him, catch him in traffic and
Fm
squeeze the gauge on him
Rain on him,
Bbm
gollies in them niggas with the cage form
Db
Shit, motherfuckers swore
Fm
they had me trapped in a bus
Ebm
I had to play and plot,
Fm
Gb
but fall back and brainstorm
Bbm
Db
Napalm, bomb on him, the
Fm
plan is to stay calm
Bbm
React like
Saddam, but cool as the
Fonz on him
Fm
These niggas ain't killers,
I'm pullin' the vials on them, they chumps
Bbm
Chips ain't even monkeys, heard from gorillas,
Gb
Bbm
ain't livin' your rhymes out
Fm
You live with your minds,
Bbm
and you ain't push in' them rides
And you ain't whippin'
them nines out
Db
Fm
You livin' a lie, and you continue to lie
Ebm
Fm
Gb
And we continue to mine, burnin' my mind,
Db
we movin' out, nigga
Ab
Fm
Bbm
Uh, from war ring tears to white tees,
yeah
From crack puddles to black burners, uh
Fm
From cold winters to hot summers
Bbm
From
North and
South
Philly to
South
Gb
Beach, uh
Db
Fm
Bbm
From jail cells to plush suites, yeah
From
Db
Tim berlands to
Bbm
Gb
Nik e's, uh
Fm
From button -ups to hood suites
Ebm
Fm
Gb
Still keepin' it hood,
Bbm
rockin' the streets, come on
Fm
Comin' up,
Bbm
I ain't had name brand nothin' on her
All my shirts, they had the
Tigers on her, ironed on her
Fm
Then I got myself together,
went and grind for it
Bbm
She was strugglin',
couldn't ask my mom's for it, my era
Db
Fm
Them lil' niggas with them
K's, that'll bar barrier
Bbm
Fm
They would strip you neck
and leavin' you with nothin' on
Gb
Fm
Catch you at the light
and steppin' off area
Ebm
Fm
Gb
This goes for all areas,
Bbm
wherever hust lin' goes on
Fm
It's a whole lot of bustin' involved
Bbm
People dyin', lot of cryin',
Fm
lot of fussin' goin' on
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
I seen people be there in the day
And by the night disappear in the fog
Gb
Then reappear in the morn'
Fm
Then they name just appear on your arm
Bbm
With a tat sayin' it's for my dogs
Gb
But nigga, this for my dog s
Fm
No tats, so I'm spittin' them raps
Ebm
So they ain't hear you if
Fm
Gb
I leave here tomorrow
Db
But I'll be here tomorrow
Uh, from
Fm
War ages to
White
T's
Bbm
Yeah, from crack puddles to black burners
Fm
Uh, from cold winters to hot summers
Bbm
From
North to
South
Philly to
Fm
South
Beach
Gb
Db
Fm
Uh, from jail cells to plus suites
Bbm
Yeah, from
Timberlands to
Nike's
Db
Fm
Uh, from button -ups to hood suites
Ebm
Fm
Gb
Bbm
Still keepin' it hood up in the streets
Db
Bbm
If had a dollar for every person
Fm
Bbm
Caught up in a system that was innocent
Fm
I'd be richer than the president
Db
Was incarcerated?
Fm
Bbm
Now you see me on your internet, spit
So need my definition, that's the vividest
Fm
Spit, knew I could spit
Now you know I got the intellect
Bbm
and the tech
Fm
Bbm
So tryna come at me is frivolous
Gb
Fm
Y 'all talkin' killer shit
Bbm
But y talkin' gibberishness
Ebm
Fm
Cause I ain't killin' shit
Gb
Db
Let y 'all go and hate me to death
Bbm
Fm
First case was in the bay in the theft
Bbm
My first felon was attempt to deliver
Fm
Db
Cause I attempt to deliver
Fm
Now picture me tryna
attempt to deliver
Bbm
Nowadays I bring
that shit to your steps
Db
Then tell that shit to your reps
Fm
Matter fact, I got a clip for your reps
Bbm
Pump a slug in that face and dump
Gb
that ass in the river for smoked beef
Fm
We tryna keep shit safe,
Ebm
Fm
Gb
that's for my people with the keys in the safe
Db
We gon' squeeze for our niggas
From
Fm
Warrantiers to
White
Bbm
T's, yeah
From crack bundles to black burners, uh
Fm
From cold winters to hot summers
Bbm
From
North and
South
Philly to
South
Gb
Beach, uh
Db
Fm
Bbm
From jail cells to plus suites, yeah
From
Db
Tim berlands to
Bbm
Gb
Nike's, uh
Fm
From button ups to hoods, we
Ebm
Fm
Gb
Still keepin' it hood, rockin' the streets,
Db
Fm
come on
Outro 1
Bbm
Gb
Fm
Bbm
Gb
Db
Fm
Bbm
How did you like the song?
TunerE A D G B E
ChordsBbm Fm Gb Db Ebm...
More songs by Freeway
Discover chords for more songs to play
Related songs
Discover chords for more songs to play
4.8
Popular chords globally
Most played chords & tabs across all users