Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
Bbm
Adim
Gbdim
I
Ebm
I ain't for play, my homies is spray,
Bbm
you can get shot in your face,
Ebm
any time of the day, city or state,
Gb
Ebm
Bbm
get your life taken away,
when all the smoke clears,
Ebm
you done with your tears,
Bbm
hope you got prayers to say,
cause we gone be here,
Ebm
going nowhere, you gone die
Bbm
I don't pop shit, I make enough noise,
come through with them big boys
Ebm
Playin' with big toys,
Bbm
the beef that we avoid
But that don't mean that we
ain't ready for warfare,
Bbm
In the bip -bop bottles,
fuck with a few models
Puff -hairs, spin -casts,
they callin' me Aristotle
It's like we hit the lotto, so much cake
Can't wait to live in this place
Ebm
where no one hates
Bbm
I guess when you're rich and grown,
people bitch and moan
Ebm
Bbm
Not to sound cliche, dog,
we'll stick to stones
I break bones,
but your words don't hurt me
Shoot your block up out your skin
And yo' B .I. trying to lurk me
I go get it, I stay with some big plans
Got room through the gangland
Ebm
Bbm
with a cig in my waistband
Now what you gon' do?
I'm all in your face, fam
Ebm
Put some iron in your diet,
now how does it taste, fam?
Bbm
Ebm
You know I'm told I ain't for play,
no movies to spray
Bbm
You get good shot in the face
Ebm
In the time of the day, the city of stay
Bbm
Get your life taken away
With all the smoke clears
Ebm
Bbm
Done with the tears
Gb
Hope you got prayers to say
Cause we gon' be here
Gbm
Gb
Bbm
You gon' die right where you lay a
bitch ass nigga to a straight nigga bitch
And I'm just doing good
Ebm
so imagine if I was rich
Bbm
All the hate intensify
Rumors spread round
You want the king spot
Gb
Bbm
but not the thorns in the crown
So I gotta keep it hoodie
Soldier so bully in the 40's
so fully, auto, that it's frightening
Ebm
it's something like a secret indictment
Bbm
it's like when the gavel slams down
hammer slam around
and the body slam the ground plus,
half y 'all dudes on a conquest
doing girly shit,
Gb
Bbm
having staring contests
yeah, that's why I gotta expose you
and check you like a real
G supposed to plus,
no coming back from the case,
pray no saving them,
Ebm
so just let them lay
Bbm
Ebm
Told em, I ain't for play,
my homies are sprayed,
Bbm
you could get shot in the face
Ebm
Any time of the day, city or state,
Bbm
get your life taken away
When all the smoke clears,
done with the tears,
Ebm
Gb
hope you got prayers to say
Cause we gon' be here,
Adim
going nowhere,
Gbdim
F
Bbm
you gon' die right where you lay
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