Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
Gm
Eb
All
Gm
this I try, I'll die for mine,
Eb
Never cross them ties,
Consume your pride, hold it down,
Gm
Can't change it's things,
We remain the same,
F
Eb
The sky's the aim,
Gm
It's on the face we claim, though
F
Eb
Now I know, I done made mistakes
And best believe, I had a price to pay
Gm
Out of all of my days,
Eb
I never thought it'd come to this
All this hard work I put in,
Gm
Eb
is all gone and erased
Gm
I get right to the truth
What I see while I fly in a coupe, I write in
Eb
a booth I see ribcage,
little niggas starving outrageous
Police pullin' out cop gauges,
Gm
poppin' my neighbors
Happy blood,
he's tryin' to get it, corners flooded
Got willys, gettin' ghostwriters
Tryin' to turn the brick to a budget
Eb
Real niggas'll love it
Thug cowards'll fake it
But you know I'm sending it to the ghetto,
I'm praising
Gm
All this I've tried, I'll die for mine
F
Eb
Never crossed them tides
Soaring bright, holding down
Gm
Can't change this thing,
we remain the same
F
Eb
The sky's the aim,
it's on the face we claim
Gm
I remember on the block
Ridin' them fancy cars
Cee
Lo around the corner from the stores
Gm
All that money we pulled in
Over and over and over again
Why did we have to fall?
Gm
I swear if I get out
I ain't gon' fuck with the game no more
F
Eb
It keeps callin' me, stallin' me
I wish I could be where y could be
Gm
Cm
Gm
Yo, I give you a second to reach,
I dare you to squeeze
Shots whistlin' in the wind like the
Malibu breeze
F
Eb
Since sky's the limit,
I'm drivin' to heaven
In a pearly 745, I attend it, sky my senate
Gm
I'm back and still rainin',
still money maintainin'
Look at the world from a picture
Eb
Skip through the talkin', niggas run from
King of
New
York
To dancin' in videos like
Christopher
Walken
Gm
All of this I tried, I'll die for mine
Eb
Our doubts never crossed the tide
And so we're fried,
Gm
only time changes things
F
Eb
We remain the same, the sky's the aim
So the things we claim don't
Gm
They wanna see me trapped,
locked in prison
But no jail cell or hollow point
can stop the vision
Eb
Why does that happen to me?
I don't know but I'm losing my mind
Gm
Yeah, I keep it church like
Don
Bishop, I preach to the misguided youth
And niggas runnin' the streets,
Eb
I'm just providin' the truth
When confronted with beef, I squeeze,
you won't catch porn under a sheet
Gm
You can catch me at the crossroads
wherever the thugs meet
When it's over, for now I die for mine,
put that on my seats
Eb
Why does that have happen to me?
Why these jinks on my back all the time?
Gm
Why does that have to to me?
All this shit I put in, this is what I get out
Eb
Why does that have happen to me?
I guess it's one way in and no way out
Gm
All this I tried, I'll die for mine
Eb
Never crossed them ties, look at me now
Gm
The game changes things,
we've been made the same
F
Eb
The sky's the aim,
it's on the face we claim
Outro 1
Down
Gm
Eb
Gm
Eb
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TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteGm Eb F Cm
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