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