Key: A minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Am
Yeah
Dm
Hey
Am
Dm
Yeah, hey
Am
Fayettenam, yeah
Bitch
Dm
Verse 2
Am
pouring liquor for the slain
like hard liquor to the brain
all this money we spent
In my mind,
maybe take the pace slow
Second thought,
Am
I think I need to speed it up and make more
In the Ville, laid low
Counting days,
I got a call, old bitch
Swear the city too small
off 'cause her titties too small
lift up that pretty blue bra
Now I'm in it deep,
I'm up in that
a nigga double back
wanna fall in love with that
and nothin' under that
Verse 3
Verse 4
like water from a spout
rush the pain from the crowd
from my soul when I speak
of all those that I reach
Dm
If I die 'fore I wake, hope my songs live on
Am
Will they miss me when I'm gone and if so,
for how long?
try hard to maintain
at times I wonder if I'm sane
when the paranoia blends
"Will this high ever end?"
y'all niggas blow the weed
this liquor's all I need
so far away from home
got me feelin' so alone
what's lingerin' in my dome
I deal with it on my own
Verse 5
Am
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