Tonart: E minor•
Verse 1
Em
Bm
Em
Am
I
D
Am
D
Em
Bm
G
Em
Am
D
Am
D
Em
always wanted to be the biggest man in somethin
had to find my place
Bm
But the world can leave a foul
taste on the tongue
Am
Had to dodge a bullet
And the nigga that tried to pull it
The streets is throwed
D
Am
If I don't get lean and blowed everyday
D
Am
I feel just like I'ma explode
Em
on overload and overdrive
All my life this drive I tried
Bm
I seen a lot of good niggas die
Em
Cause somebody hated somebody lied
Am
or somebody snitched
Or somebody's a bitch
I wish I could change the past
D
But I gots to live in the present and pray
that tomorrow this shit don't last,
Shit, my momma asked me who
I was like she ain't know me
Bm
But, to tell the truth I didn't
know myself
Em
Out the house she had to throw me
Am
Just to show me just how good I had it
I guess I couldn't see it
D
Am
Mild- mannered I just couldn't be it
D
But that was just the way
One of the wrongest niggas I see
Or one of the strongest niggas I know
Bm
Walkin on my tippy- toe cause the life
Em
I live ain't long and I know
Am
So I put weed in the bong and I blow
Stay cool calm and collected a neglected
D
Am
D
Child that grew into a man
that's widely respected
Verse 2
Bm
Em
Am
I feel no pain
I can't complain
D
Em
Bm
Em
Am
Stuck in the game
Em
Am
Tryin to maintain
Verse 3
everyday
But that don't stop our pain
Bm
Or bring back our homeboys that
Em
we done lost off in this dirty game
When you 25 that's life
D
I guess when your career is sellin dope
Am
D
somebody got to pay the price
Em
These bitch ass niggas shife
Niggas might snitch out they momma
Bm
That's why me and Leroy watch
Am
stay strapped and ready for all drama
Cause we ain't promised tomorrow
But nigga you promised to die
D
Nigga can't you see you gettin to
Am
D
high trippin of that potent fry
Em
At night I talk to God and
try to understand
Bm
How people can worship false
Em
prophets and say prayers to a man
Am
I guess they already gone,
ain't nothin gone bring them back
Em
D
So I just say thanks for what I
Am
D
got and blow on indo sacks
Em
I still love my piece of change,
wood grain and big head ones
Bm
But I had to realize in life
G
Em
everything ain't always fun
Am
I guess that's true for some
But them hoes will never win
D
Am
Out here just hustlin and grindin
D
Em
Tryin to change from niggas to men
Verse 4
Em
Bm
Em
Am
I feel no pain
I can't complain
D
Em
Bm
Em
Am
Stuck in the game
Em
Am
Tryin to maintain
Verse 5
Boy you done went off on me
Bm
Runnin round with the fakin and hatin
Em
I'ma blast if you run up on me
Am
I'ma do my dirt by my lonely
so that nobody can snitch
D
This matter coulda been resolved
Am
D
if you woulda came clean and paid my shit
Am
Em
See nig gas disrespect the game
but boy you'll never last
Bm
Pullin that ho shit sellin your
G
Em
partner out for a piece of ass
Am
And fool you claim you real but
really need to be shot up
D
No respect for your family that's dead
Am
D
don't write yo peoples locked u
Em
Am
Em
Damn I miss my dog he was
hog to this game
Bm
Unlike bustas these days
G
that talk down on your name
Em
Am
You boys is funny
I'm bout my money
And oh so true
D
Am
D
Mr. 3- 2 when I never trusted you
Am
Em
I'm too real
Verse 6
Em
Bm
Em
Am
I feel no pain
Em
Am
I can 't complain
D
Em
Bm
Em
Am
Stuck in the game
D
Am
D
Tryin to maintain
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