Key: D minor
Verse 1
I had the nuts to pull the trigga
F
Em
Am
out of five dollar ass niggas
F
Am
I was a nerd in middle school
But by the tenth grade,
Em
F
Am
I was playing in a game that had only four rules
Kill or be killed, try not to go to the pen
E
Em
F
Am
and you can't even trust your best friend
Fifteen and five,
were the numbers in the kitchen
Dm
Em
And the day I sold my first ounce,
F
Am
wanted rich high school ain't seen me since then
A long way, from making the honor roll
Dm
Am
Mo City Texas everybody had a weapon,
F
Em
Am
you had to stay up on your toes
Drinking forty ounces of brew,
and smoking fry
F
Em
Am
better get gone or be the next to die
Even though my hood ain't a ghetto,
ain't nothing friendly here
Dm
Am
F
The C- P- S thought they did me a favor,
It wasn't nothing but high class hookers,
and murderers
G
Em
And Houston hardhead, kickdo' burglar
with eleven of us living in it
Dm
Am
Thought we were players,
E
F
Am
so we kept some mo' of women in it
To see if we could run a train on 'em
Am
F
Am
'cause the old ones had too many stains on 'em
We use to jack,
for Raiders and Kings starter jackets
Dm
Em
F
Throw a broken spark plug through a car window,
Em
Am
and then flag it
Snatching Rolexes and purses,
coming up nonstop
Dm
Am
F
Property from home invasions,
but having fun nigga
Dm
Em
Back in the old school,
F
Am
Em
Am
as a young nigga
Huh yeah, as a young nigga
F
Em
Am
as a young nigga
Verse 2
Am
Dm
Em
nuts to pull the trigger
Am
Em
Am
was a kid again)
Dm
Em
F
(Backin the day when I was young,
Em
Am
I'm not a kid anymore)
Verse 3
Em
F
(Sometimes, I sit and wish I
C
Am
was a kid again)
Em
F
(Back back in the day when I was young,
Em
Am
I'm not a kid anymore)
Verse 4
Dm
Am
F
Em
23 hour lockdown, in a two man cell
I hope I'll get to go
Dm
Am
Meanwhile, they talking about
F
Am
shipping me off to Mexico
Ain't that a bitch,
I can't speak no Spanish
Dm
Am
Em
But I guess I should have thought about that,
F
E
Am
when I was out there living manish
Too busy missing,
what grandmother was telling me
Dm
Am
I'll end up in prison,
F
Am
or somebody would end up smelling me
They say you reap what you sow,
and that's the truth
Dm
Am
I planted a rotten seed,
F
Am
and it brought forth forbidden fruit
Now I'm like Adam and Eve
They took a bite of what ain't right,
D
Em
F
that was enough for Eve and Adam to leave
Em
Am
I use to roll around the city,
with my hand on my mack
Dm
Am
Now it's a guard telling me,
E
F
Am
to put my hands behind my back
E
Am
This can't be life I'm grown,
I don't do rules
F
Em
I woulda smoked you fool
that got me here
Dm
Am
Picked up for armed robbery,
F
Am
and then a blue bird dropped me here
If I was sober,
I woulda been in my right mind
Ninety months already,
F
Em
but I'm looking at a lifetime
they passed on
Dm
E
Living like they were invincible,
F
E
they didn't last long
Am
And I ain't doing no better, than my friends
E
Em
F
Em
I'll never lay my hands on a woman again
Dm
Am
If only I could back in time,
F
Am
Em
Am
I'd do it different as a young nigga
Huh yeah, as a young nigga
Dm
Em
F
Em
I'd do it different, as a young nigga
Verse 5
Dm
Am
I had the nuts to pull the trigger
Dm
Em
F
(Sometimes, I sit and wish
Am
Em
Am
I was a kid again)
When I was young,
Dm
Am
I had the nuts to pull the trigger
Em
F
(Back in the day when I was young,
Em
Am
I'm not a kid anymore)
Verse 6
Am
Dm
nuts to pull the trigger
Am
F
(Sometimes, I sit and wish I
C
Am
was a kid again)
Em
F
(Back back in the day when I was young,
Em
Am
I'm not a kid anymore)
Verse 7
Dm
Em
but now I'm on swoll
F
Em
57 years old, still waiting on parole
I know I'm never gon' leave
Dm
Am
F
The walls are closing in on me,
Em
Am
and it's harder to breathe
I never been to visitation, since I been here
Dm
Em
The players I kicked it with,
F
Em
did their time and left me in here
ya'll won't do to me
Dm
Em
I'm good with them hands,
F
Am
but I'm not as young as I use to be
So I keep a lock in a sock,
and a shank under my mattress
Dm
Em
These youngsters trying to get me,
F
Em
for my coffee stamps and jack mack
I was pulling robberies
Now I'm up in age,
Em
F
Em
Am
and I can't stop these teenagers from robbing me
I guess the tables have turned
Dm
Em
Am
They triple teaming me but the C- O ain't concerned,
F
Am
my lesson is learn
Em
Am
But uh, I ain't never been a coward
So the next time they got me,
Em
F
Em
Am
I got my shank and started downing 'em in the shower
I ain't the one nigga
Am
Dm
Em
But even still I was murdered in the prison system,
F
Em
Am
at the hands of some young niggas
like dumb niggas
and our sons nigga
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