Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
Willie
Falcón. I was the undisputed king in the cocaine industry,
from the mid -70s
Am
Dm
through the 80s and into the 90s.
If you smoked cocaine back in those days,
there was an 85 %
Am
chance it was my cocaine.
Dm
Am
I helped build
Miami's skyline into what
it is today. 20 billion
Dm
got me 27 years in federal prison. I always lived
by the code of honor.
That's why my
Am
best days are ahead of me. I am richer than
I've ever been. I would like to send my love
to my friend
Rick
Ross.
Dm
Rick, I am im mensely appreciated
in giving me love and keeping
Am
my name in your music for the
past two decades.
It rocks me that I had your support for
You gotta learn to use your mind to help keep
you out of certain situations.
G
Am
I'ma make it clear as I can for you young niggas,
you heard me?
Niggas
C
Dm
The problem was I never
was a prodigy
Bb#dim
Possibly my biggest flaw
never knew college degrees
Sippin' coffee at a cafe on
Capiche
Dm
A soul bein' soul and still on a leash
Roger
Bb#dim
G
Goodell, boy, he in the corniche
Am
I was really throwin' money,
I really saw a meet
And I let them rapper n****s
Dm
It ain't bout who made the most,
but let's make a toast
G
Cause a lot of n****s told
and kept it on the low
n****s never wanna vote
And before I wreck a label,
L .A.
Reid, the biggest baby face
It's for my n****s in
Bb#dim
the prison sippin'
G
Gatorade
Am
All the hittas takin' pictures
for they babies made
Or baby mamas in the projects
C
Dm
tryin' to make a way
N****s lookin' funny when
you dipped in honey
Am
Dm
G
I got a school of gunners
that'll get him punished
Am
Cause I'm on the streets
they consider me cunning
Hit you n****s in the test with
Dm
If she got a pentacoup
then she gotta be f***ing
G
Fifty restaurants but a lot of me hungry
Am
These n****s wanna gossip
I just want the dollars
All black phantoms going
Dm
Villains know we killing
so that ain't a problem
Bb#dim
I'm on the stack my money
Am
You can pat me down but I
got it regardless
Shades that I'm rockin',
Dm
When we plot to kill
him, we send a few bottles
Set him up like
G
Am
Tupac, get him to rob him
I always loved big, I did it big
I released
C
Omarion, he began to fizz
Dm
Double him to kids, now we back to biz
G
36 a brick, baby, here it is
Am
My n****s in designer, but we militant
I got this city on my back
C
and that's just what it is
Dm
220 on the dash, if steel couldn't stop us
A jet got bad,
Bb#dim
G
took my girl to the opera
Cuz
Am
OJ got bad, he went and bought a chopper
As if he couldn't get word, we lost
Dm
Three months later, forget all about you
Always doubt you,
G
and I can't live without you
Am
Did you cry for the man,
or did you cry for the fame?
Dm
Am
Did you cry for the pain?
Dm
I've been around this
world so many times, I
G
Miss love and loyalty by any means
Am
I've been around this
world so many times, I
Em
C
To never pray amongst your enemies
Dm
Been around the world
too many times now
G
That new b*** feeling old to me
Am
And trusting new b***
been old to me for so long
C
Dm
When the real b*** is coming home
Home
G
Am
It's been a me around
when I was your b***
I shouldn't have, baby shouldn't have
C
Dm
Home
Home
G
Am
It's been a mean world without you,
oh yeah
C
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