Key: E major
Verse 1
Em
F#m
G
Its time to take it to the other side
television for homie
C#
D
But we live this shit
Verse 2
But thats a lie
F#sus4
G
I've seen a man raise his hand
on the stand he testify
Verse 3
ject minded individual
criminal tactics
F#m
G
Us blacks kids born with birth defects,
dysfunctional they describe us
C#
C#m
They liars, the en d of the day,
scarface the first time
peoples in my mind
selves is how i rationalise
magnum 4.5 carrying
F#m
Where i'm from, aint far from washington
G
B
heights the cop aryan
A rookie boy the cookie
didn't make no profit
C#
D
A stranger to the block i damn near had
It only took a fiend to taste it once
to say it's garbage
F#m
G
I brought it back to poppy,
aint tryna take no losses
Bm
B
He focuses on my emotionless
young dealer face then pauses
Ambition's to distribute coke
But i'm again broke
other dealers they up their orders
up they quotas
I'm at it halfway,
G
Bm
none of my customers are loyal
of a pathfinder
My junior high school class,
man it wasn't made fair
D
Em
if america played fair
Poor excuse and so i was
F#m
G
Throwin' rocks at the pen
Verse 4
parking lot full of them haters
F#m
G
Triple beam dreamin',
Verse 5
crib with 2 elevators
Bm
B
20 flat screens they got
cameras every angle
C#
C#m
Dope been coming so you
with a stranger
F#m
G
Contract killers coming
when i feel in danger
i had a pager
C#
C#m
D
Triple beam dreams now pat
riley my neighbour
Verse 6
F#m
G
In a court room spraying
like a germ nigga
them niggas dropping dimes
necks dropping time
Em
E
Khaki suits and them niggas
F#m
G
We was all cool stacking
them acura coupes
as if jackin' was cool
got the plug with the uncut
C#
D
Jay- z blue magic nigga, what! what!
Ralph lauren blue label as i'm gettin' high
C#
D
Triple beam dreamin' as
Fuck boy talking outta turn nigga
D
Bm
'Fore you sell dope there's
G
Bm
shit you gotta learn nigga
Bm
D
ducktape
Fornicating, counting money
with a fuck face
Bm
B
Kill 'em all, rolls royce ghost nigga ball
C#
D
Phantom drop head shit,
i had to get 'em all
never get involved
F#m
G
Food on my plate, fuck 'em all like a
Bm
B
Triple beam dreams,
the ghetto's my reality
Low income housing,
Verse 7
Triple beam dreamin',
crib with 2 elevators
Bm
B
20 flat screens they got
cameras every angle
i had a pager
Outro 1
my neighbour
D
Em
D
Em
G
Bm
Em
D
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