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  • Em

  • G

  • C

  • D

  • F

Intro 1
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Em
He was do
Verse 1
D
Em
ing too much
C
so I had to get him
Said he almost got away but didn't
I was glad they hit him
F
C
D
always moving backwards
Em
shady characters in traffic
with him type of dudes
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You'd only meet in prison
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or I'll trap them with him
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Nightmares turn to normal days
my boy beat his plug and put up swerving
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in that quarter eight 745 all black
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just like the 38 he found on his lap
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Em
slumped over he was 28 mama nah
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You won't bury me.
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I know the other war carnivores me and
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Jimmy breaking bricks down on the floor
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Then he died, swear to God
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it's like I'm losing everybody
Real and raw, I rode to the wheels,
fell off on every ride
Stayed in tune,
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I just gave out jewels
C
soon as they played the tune
Made it boom, nickel on each chicken
and we take it to him
Face your doom,
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I just blow the gas up
Em
and I face the fumes
Still on top like pop,
when he drop, shake the room
R .I .P.
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R .I .P.'s and keep your head up
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R .I .P.'s and keep your head up
We was always bidding,
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always chasing plays
Sometimes it went how it's
supposed to go
Sometimes it take us days,
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but we had each other's backs
Em
Then I caught that 4 to 8,
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then I never heard from you
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Then I heard that you OD'd
I see your mom,
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she said she can't believe it's still true
I'm sick that I can't go
and kill whatever killed you
I almost got a deal
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Em
but some shit happened and it fell through
I bought a half a brick again
cause no one's gonna help you
You gotta grind,
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C
me and Grizzy got down to
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Till we hit a lick, he blew his half
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and says he want it mine
D
Em
You gotta watch out for the warning signs,
but y 'all don't find it
I'm just tryna last until my stars align
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C
Until a sucker calls the Reaper on me
I can tell your plot by how y
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speaking on me
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Smith & Wesson, 9mm on me,
keep it on me
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He got high, fuck my money up,
said you can keep it, homie
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Keep your head up
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RIPs, keep your head up
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All I ask is that you keep your head up
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Thanks
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