Key: E minor
Verse 1
Em
Woah oh,
C
Em
Eaug
woah oh, woah oh
E
C
Like the beginning of "Mean
Like the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Em
Streets"
Verse 2
C#dim
C
I'm the type that's gon' go get it,
no kidding
of yo' building
Sitting on the steps feeling
C#dim
C
Last night, it was cold killing
Em
You gotta keep the devil in his hole, nigga
But you know how it go, nigga
I'm front line every time
Hunnit proof flow, run and shoot pro
458 drop, playing Bullet Proof Soul
some new gold
Circle got smaller,
everybody can't go
Cubans on the boat
And docked at Tulum just to smoke
C
C#dim
Look, listening to music
at the Mayan Ruins
My cultural influence even rival Lucien
y'all niggas blew it
They tell me, "Hussle dumb it down,
you might confuse 'em"
This ain't that weirdo rap
I'm a urban legend,
C#dim
C
South Central in a certain section
evidence of a divine presence
Blessings,
help me out at times I seem reckless
C
C#dim
F it, he got a L, but got an E for effort
C
C#dim
C
Stretched it, dropped him off in the Mojave desert,
Ain't no answer to
these trick questions
Money making Nip,
C
straighten out my jewelry on my bitch dresser
Well known, flick up and jail pose
we playing chess not checkers, nigga
Thirty- eight special for you clever niggas
C
C#dim
See bro, if you ain't live and die
by the street codes
Been through all these motions,
C
Em
up and down like a seesaw
I can never view you as my equal
Fuck I want to hear your CD
D
C
for?
Verse 3
Like the beginning of "Mean
Em
Streets"
(Woah) like the beginning
of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean
Streets"
of "Mean Streets"
Like the beginning of "Mean
Streets"
the beginning of "Mean Streets"
Verse 4
D
C
Yeah, look
I'm finna take it there
C#dim
This time around I'ma make it clear
C
C#dim
Spoke some things into
Em
I say it's worth it, I won't say it's fair
Find your purpose or you wasting air
Eyes opened, I can see
it clear
They don't make 'em bar none
They don't make 'em real
They don't take it here
They don't see in due time,
Bossed up in this game,
I been making deals
we can make it real
C
Em
I got checks and balance
I flex dramatic, other fifty on my neck,
just my reckless habit
disrespect a savage
with candles
G
D
we accept your challenge
Verse 5
C
Em
Woah oh, woah oh,
Yeah we gotta
Bm
C
Oh, we gotta make it
Victory Lap
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