Key: A minor•
Verse 1
F
Em
Yeah, it's
Sam
Am
F
Quinn in here.
You're gonna be there when
Em
Am
I'm falling.
Em
Am
Dm
It's dedicated to the whole world.
We got it right here, man.
Em
Am
Drop them guns,
you better have a bunch of those
Am
Dm
It was ill before, it done got sicker
We don't fight and bicker
pull the heat out
Tighten up a dumb nigga,
Guinness
F
Em
Source cover layout, I'm a war getter
We was
Em
Am
This is a fact, money now legitimized
we won't sympathize
Em
Am
Scheme -ass villains, yeah, I send to
God
F
Em
What way more than they can see
Am
F
Guess what we have is way
Am
F
Guess what we got is way
Am
Dm
No, they can't see us,
These are life and times of
F
Em
Quincy, few more streets reinvent me
Am
F
Bake up some pies again,
make new ties again
Em
Am
Him, shim, fly, it's him
Benz
Em
Am
Real niggas shine within
Frisco, I'm suprime
F
Em
What way more than they can see
Am
F
What we have is way more
Am
F
Guess what we got is way
Am
Dm
No they can't see us,
Am
F
Streets knowin' it's my style,
police know my profile
Em
Am
Too late for me to slow down,
Em
F
we ain't need a couple of pounds
Em
Am
F
Customers took so long, when they come,
I'm still here not gone
Am
Dm
Promise that I'll live long, yeah
I'ma stay in the vest
Yeah
Em
Am
F
This world we have is way
more than they can see
Em
Am
F
Guess what we got is way
Am
Dm
They can't see us,
Em
F
Em
Am
they can never be us
F
Em
Am
Em
Am
Dm
Em
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsF Em Am Dm
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