Key: G minor
Intro 1
Em
Bm
Em
C
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Verse 1
Em
Now
you can blame it on the blunts and beer
when I'm dragging in the air
girl, we just
Kickin' it wide,
I just slipped it inside,
I like runnin' raw, daddy
Am
C
Not knowin' nine months
from that moment
Am
Em
I'll be called daddy
I heard the news
and it's hoe that
that I can't hold back
girl, you know that
We got it on way before that
Didn't know her,
Am
C
hadn't even seen her sober
was getting over
Bm
Em
Now the seed I sowed about to drop
with each swallow
they ring hollow
Cause I ain't got nobody
Am
C
You better watch yourself
that's on you
that's on you
that's on you
Cause this nigga never had shit
Am
C
It even influenced him to
Bm
Em
get into bad shit
Em
Bm
All for the cash and fashion
than the average shit -starter
how he was going to Harvard
he was working towards his dreams
never bother surrendering
his ten toes wiggle
Am
C
And then he's out of his
Bm
Em
bedroom window
Living in the moment,
breaking into cars and houses
but how's about this?
and snitched
of all this shit
his letter of acceptance came
Am
C
The boys came to get him
as his mother stood breathless
Em
Bm
He couldn't explain,
hung his head in shame,
Em
Bm
later found his college career
was down the drain.
a complete disgrace.
suspect in robbery,
somewhat of an oddity.
Am
C
the Dean of Admissions was like, sorry,
Bm
Em
you're not Harvard material.
Em
Bm
reflecting a decadent past,
application rejected.
cause they're watching you
could be your biggest obstacle
achieve the impossible
that's on you
Am
And if your pockets is flat, that's on you
cause they're watching you
That's why we humbly caution you
So recognize
Bm
C
And realize
Wanna be your own
Em
Bm
You can get caught up in a bind
And get your mind blown
People are so intrusive
But yet you shall be judged
Every time you held a grudge
Bm
Shit you swept to the side, start piling up
And don't complain
from whence it came
when you try to go against the grain
Am
C
You better watch yourself
that's on you
that's on you
Am
Em
And if you can't keep a broad,
that's on you
that's on you
Am
C
You better watch yourself,
cause they're watching you
that's on you
Bm
And if your pockets is flat, that's on you
Em
And if you mad and tripping, that's on you
that's on you
C
Am
Niggas always wanna point the finger,
Point the finger at the man
Suck it up
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Yeah
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Good to see you.
Yeah, I know.
It's been a while.
It's been a while.
Everything's cool, you know.
I've just been doing my thing,
you know.
Look, there's something
I wanted to tell you.
To all black women, this is an ode to.
Because it is to you
that my existence is owed to.
When I was younger and dumber,
I never could have showed you.
But yet and still,
you gave me rhythm.
Somewhat of a maternal mantra
for me to grow to.
And in my times of despair,
you provided a safe haven
that I could always go to.
Though I have no regrets,
sometimes I wish that I would
have told you.
So now, here we are,
and all I can do is let the
magic of the moment
flow through.
My soul, to my heart, to my pen.
And let the music and
the meaning enfold you.
To all my inspiration.
You
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