Tonart: E minor
Intro 1
E
Am
C
Am
E
Em
C
Am
E
Am
Verse 1
C
sweep a thousand problems in my head
E
Am
Cause everything might
be better if I'm dead
B
Em
Am
C
An d everybody around me
stressing bout some grit
Am
My pressure building up
they think I'll make it big
B
Am
C
Ay fuck the streets I put my
faith all in this music
Am
E
Am
Them percocets is
looking better when I do em
B
Em
E
C
I never thought that I'd be a drug user
Am
But fuck these dots cause them
E
codent keep me smoother
Em
C
Relationships coming
back then disappear
E
Am
Yeah this my last but you
can have it bitch
here
E
Em
C
My mind gone and I don't
E
Am
It's based out and I'm
in search of for some help
E
B
C
These eyes seen but this
mouth don't tell a lie
Am
E
Am
This mouth hurts but my soul is all I got
E
Em
C
These tears cleansed but
my heart cold as a
Am
E
Am
rock I'm burned out getting
caught in my deep
thoughts
B
C
Mama praying she been
worried bout my health
E
Am
Credit bad, my father used it on his self
B
Em
Am
C
My son's growing and my
grandma getting sicker
Am
My son's growing and my
pain is getting thicker
C
The distance nearing to my friends,
Am
E
how do I show it?
Am
They don't care if I make
C
Heavy migraines from pressure,
E
Am
I got this shit and I don't
need nobody extra
E
B
These eyes seen,
C
but this mouth don't tell a lie
Am
E
This mouth hurts,
Am
but my soul is all I got
Em
C
Am
E
Em
These tears cleansed, but my heart cold as a rock I'm burned out,
Am
getting caught in my
Dean's lock
C
E
I don't wanna hear your offer
Am
You sellin' dreams, get the one from
Mr.
Crocker
Em
C
Back in the day,
I watched my pops cook a rocker
Am
E
Am
Back in the day, I watched him kill us,
he the blocker
C
Ran late, fuck it, right back to the block
Am
E
Grab a
Am
B
Glock, load the .30, keep it cocked
Em
C
Boosie on the aux like,
Am
E
Am
fuck a cop I fuck her face until she scream like,
Fetty
Stop
Am
E
Weight on my shoulder,
Am
shit feel like a boulder
E
Em
C
Broski told me, keep your composure
Am
E
Cause you's a soldier,
Am
don't turn to no foe
E
Em
This is icy,
B
C
E
but this mouth don't tell a lie
Am
This mouth hurts, but my soul is all I got
B
E
Em
E
These tears cleanse,
C
but my heart cold as a rock
Am
E
C
E
Am
E
C
E
getting caught in my deep thought
Am
E
you
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TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteE Am C Em B
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