Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Gm
F
Introduced to the game as
a young dude
Never thought I'd make it with the shit
I had to come through
Dm
But I did, now I'm about to run shit
Gm
ain't no time for the dumb shit
And although,
Dm
I know I'm from the hundreds
F
I do it like I done it on a strip, I
Dm
couldn't run from it
Eb
I was born in it, might die in it,
never know what's poppin'
If it's on, better ride with it,
lately I ain't gettin' no sleep,
F
Dm
in the studio 24 with the hoes
Time I'm like a hair fallin' down
Eb
Tellin' like the weed got me thinkin'
bout my hometown
Gm
Now I miss that, but when I get back
Dm
Holla at my momma first,
then I gotta kick back
Eb
Say, yo man, tell me what you know, baby
City, Mississippi,
season of snow, baby, damn
Dm
nigga, I'll be gone till November
But it's only December,
huh, gotta rap now
Eb
Slow the trap down, pumped them all up
Before I left, they on flat now
Gm
Truth hurts, stay and go to church
say a prayer for the turf
When we realize our own self -worth
Eb
And understand that everybody
can't be first
Gm
What's up?
Dm
I was born in it, might die in it
I was born with a soul, better ride with it
Eb
I was born in it, might die in it
Gm
I was born with a soul, better ride with it
F
I was born in it, might die in it
Dm
I was born with a soul, ride with it
Eb
I was born in it, might die in it,
never was born with a soul but a rivalry
Gm
Been in love plenty,
when you fool with a snake
Dm
Feelin' like a real man,
could I be fake?
Eb
They say the time comes,
how long do it take?
Gm
Eb
Told her I loved her, told her I need her
Dm
then I started to beat her
Never saw it comin'
till it got to the theater
Eb
Now I want her back,
she like, I don't need ya
Gm
If God knows you hungry,
why won't he feed ya?
Dm
I'm havin' a seizure
Walls closin' in,
don't let it squeeze ya
Eb
Life's what you make,
you gotta be a believer
Gm
First you gotta want it,
know that you can have it
Dm
Know it's on the way
and when it comes, you grab it
Can't stand still, gotta chase the rabbit
Eb
Believe it or see it, try to make it a habit
Gm
Shit, if I could tell you
all the shit that I've been through
let you see what I was into
Dm
It wouldn't be the same,
Eb
but the way I see the game
Check the clock,
Gm
might be time for me to change
Dm
I'ma get it right, before I get it wrong
F
If I don't, I'ma write another song
Dm
Eb
With a different name, but the same thing
While a young nigga
Gm
tired of being in the game
I was born in it, might die in it
F
Dm
Never lose power if it's over, the ride with it
Eb
I was born in it, might die in it
Never lose power if it's over,
F
I was born in it, might die in it
Dm
Never lose power if it's over, the ride with it
Eb
I was born in it, might die in it,
never was born
Gm
cause it's all been around with it
F
What should I live for when Pac died for it?
To get my nigga back
Dm
I'd kill for it, fight for it, might fry for it
Eb
Before they get to Greece,
last words to the life, what it did to me?
Gm
A bottle of Patron before
Dm
Count the grams I took out of A -Zone
Give em all back, tell em one love
Eb
If heaven gotta get em, I
hope it got a club
Gm
Ask, answer, cash, nobody rides for free
F
Get it how I live cause it's VIP
Dm
I reminisce on Pac and B .I .G.
Eb
And the late great Mac, D .R .E.
Gm
I wonder if a nigga hated D .U .B.
F
Enough to ever try to close
a book on me
Dm
Without these streets,
where would I be?
Eb
I represent them well, why turn on me?
Gm
Shit, this how it goes,
F
only fuck with bad hoes
Ragtop or die, I'm done with the photos
Dm
Ride with the dogs over shit
with the door closed
Eb
Smile for the pretty bitch,
I mug for the photos
F
never plunge on the track
If it ain't top to bottom,
Dishes on the bins, blades on the lat
Eb
Gm
Fuck, I miss you nigga, I'ma holla back
F
I was born in it, might die in it
Dm
If it's over, the ride with it
Eb
I was born in it, might die in it
Gm
If it's over, the ride with it
I was born in it,
F
die and it never goes back
Dm
It's all but a ride with it
Eb
might die and it never goes back
Gm
F
Dm
It's all but a ride with it
Eb
Gm
F
I was born in it
Eb
might die and it never goes back
Gm
It's all but a ride with it
Dm
Eb
I was born in it
Gm
I'm just a boy, yeah
F
Dm
Gm
Eb
I'm just a boy, yeah
F
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TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteGm F Dm Eb
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