Tonart: F minor
Verse 1
Dm
Bb
C
Bb
Lemme tell y'all
a 'lil story about myself
Dm
This right here is a true story,
Verse 2
Bb
Dm
Ulcers hurt my salary,
Bb
alter my personality
Give it to you real,
Dm
I can't feed my culture no fallacy
You know my attitude,
arrogant, cocky rude
Bb
Eatin' off papi food,
F
Bb
used to be a stocky dude
Verse 3
Dm
Bb
Dm
wit two honies, I move monie
Bb
F
Bb
It's true dummy, dunny need a new tummy
Dm
it was no fun to work
F
C
Bb
Everyday my stomach hurt,
rippin' off my undershirt
Verse 4
Bb
Dm
The pain was no comparison,
Bb
Dm
stomach started cherishin'
Bb
Dm
Throwin' up in public, yo fuck it,
it was embarrassin'
Regurgitatin', green,
yellow, burgundy, boom
Bb
But came my urgency soon,
Verse 5
the emergency room
Dm
In there, no salvage,
treated like a cold savage
Bb
They said pimpin' symptoms,
huh, a dope addicts
There you have it,
C
but they ain't find no heroin
Dm
Bb
Coke, crack, dope, just weed,
but that's my medicine
Verse 6
Bb
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Dm
C
Say that I'm too gordy,
Bb
word to my blue maurys
Dm
This is a true story
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
C
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 7
C
Dm
Never mind stuntin', dime puffin,
F
Dm
doc spent his time frontin'
Bb
Dm
Bb
He like a bad detective,
Dm
Bb
he ain't find nuttin'
Dm
Besides that though,
F
I can't enjoy a movie, dinner
Bb
I'm lookin' like the movie thinner
Verse 8
Bb
I'm thinkin' suicide,
Dm
do or die, sit and cry
Bb
What hurt my baby moms
askin' if I'm gettin' high
F
Bb
C
She gonna play me a thug,
Bb
C
I told the lady I love
Bb
If it ain't hustlin' ma,
C
Bb
please don't relate me to drugs
Verse 9
C
Bb
Dm
Bb
I'm loosin' weight though,
Dm
everyday pounds and muscles
Bb
F
Gotta get off my ass,
Bb
F
hit some towns and hustle
Bb
Bein' sick, huh, it get sickenin' you know
I was too sick to do shows,
but still equipped to move O's
Verse 10
Bb
You know my attitude, get it how I get it
Dm
If I can shoot, I turn around,
I'm off my pivot
Bb
And oops, I thought I had it mapped
Weight started to gain again,
F
Bb
it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained again
Verse 11
Bb
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
F
Bb
C
Thought that it went away, uh,
oh, here it come again
Verse 12
body, I'm hard bodied,
Dm
Bb
F
word mommy, vanishin'
Bb
F
Bb
Hadda go low, the male clinic, Minnesota
Dm
Bb
F
I couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard place
Bb
For me, that's a odd place,
F
Bb
I'm only here by God's grace
Verse 13
Dm
Like a lab rat, them
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
sonogram
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be
stressed
Verse 14
Bb
The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
F
And that's irritable bowel child,
Bb
I hadda spit it y'all
Kick to y'all,
F
so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'all
Bb
F
Bb
Get it, get it, get it, get it?
Verse 15
Bb
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
C
Bb
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
C
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 16
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
Bb
word to my blue maurys
Dm
Bb
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Outro 1
uh oh, here it come again
Bb
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TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteDm Bb C F Gm
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