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