Tonart: F minor
Intro 1
Em
C
Em
F#dim
Em
Bm
C
Em
D
Em
Bm
Verse 1
Bm
Yeah,
D
Em
tryna turn a four and a half to a whole thing
Em
feeling guilty but gettin' it on man
Going so hard, it's like I'm us,
I got a clone lane (let's go)
I ain't a player,
Bm
I'm just here to coach the whole game
Em
The Good Dope Stove, this what they call me
It don't matter what you want hoe,
as long as you call me
D
Em
I'ma get it to you,
Bm
or you won't see me on 16 South
Em
Tryna rob me, they gon' find
your ass on 16 South
Fuck you was thinkin' about,
we don't play this shit in the South
I wish that I can sell drugs without
a weapon on me (well)
But my hommie might be plannin' to pull
his weapon on me (well)
I know the po- po wanna put us where my ground,
where Sandra Ground at
This is the world order,
it's all a part of they plan, Jack
Niggas kill niggas and they're
making us do it
C
Em
Even if we ain't tryna go to war,
they're talkin' us to it
Verse 2
Em
I wish I could come down one
time (one time)
C
D
Without having to say,
Em
Bm
"Fuck somebody" in my mind (in my mind)
Em
I wish I could hit the corner
once again (once again)
C
D
Em
And ain't gotta worry about
Verse 3
two plus two fuck one time
Em
D
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
Em
Bm
me some change
D
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
Even if I gotta hustle cocaine
D
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
Ain't gon' let the jacker
C
D
s murder me, man
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
If I'm gon' make a wrongin',
Bm
I'ma burst your friend
Verse 4
D
Em
Yeah, I can't stand my baby mama,
I'm like most of you nigga
F#m
I just don't stick around for that
Em
F#m
Em
bullshit like most of you nigga
F#m
Em
Going through it so just your kid
can't be close to your nigga
Bm
Or be like me and had your kids
Em
barely knowing a nigga, damn
Mad at me 'cause I be
C
fucking your home- girl
Em
You must don't know,
F#m
Bm
I know you be fucking your home- girl
Em
These bitches ain't shittin', these
niggas even worst
Smiling in my Facebook, really
Bm
wanna see me in my worse
Em
C
Em
My aim forward is the realest
C
Em
number in my contact
Fuck my call log,
D
Em
I ain't callin' none of y'all back
August 9, 2009, y'all know,
y'all should have killed me
Since I'm still living,
Bm
I promised the guilty will feel me
C
I already livin' the fantasy,
Em
I don't need to dream
1Deep Entertainment,
C
Am
C
Em
I don't need a team, chill
Mrs. Jackie got permits,
I was really trying that
Thought I was living it up,
but I was really dying
C
I think I stress too much
Em
All these money but I daydream about
D
death so much (so much)
Em
Well, I came in the dough, said it before
I never live life with bread, no more
C
She'll be with me that's why
Em
C
you gotta check your hoes
Em
She ain't nothing but a bitch,
I don't respect y'all hoes
Seeing Thomas was my stalker,
we ain't courting number nine
She was lookin' at my crib,
couldn't believe it was mine
Verse 5
Em
I wish I could come down one
time (one time)
D
Em
Without having to say fuck somebody
Bm
in my mind (in my mind)
Em
I wish I could hit the corner once
D
again (once again)
Em
And ain't gotta worry about
two plus two fuck one time
D
I'm just out here on my
Verse 6
Em
grind
I'm just tryna make
Em
D
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
Even if I gotta hustle cocaine
D
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
Ain't gon' let the jackers murder me,
F#m
man
Em
D
Em
I'm just out here on my grind
If I'm gon' make a wrongin',
Bm
I'ma burst your friend
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