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