Tonart: Bb minor
Intro 1
Am
Dm
Em
Am
Dm
Em
Am
Dm
Em
Am
C
F
Em
Verse 1
F
Am
Crack house on that dirty corner where we be
Dm
Right in front the school,
Em
back the church, across the street
Am
Em
Uncle on that dope, yeah,
Am
he been up for about a week, yeah
Dm
Junk is in that kitchen, mama,
Em
I can't get no sleep, yeah
F
Am
Em
Step -daddy serving in the school zone
Am
Dm
Felt over dope beans
Em
before I put my shoes on
Am
Looked in the closet,
all my motherfuckin' shoes gone
C
F
Looked in that fridge
and all my motherfuckin' food gone
G
Dm
Yeah, I'm holy, but I'm wicked
Em
Am
Yeah, they look at me different
Dm
Bet you got more than me,
Em
but you gon' hate me, cut my spirit
Am
He paid if we get busy
Em
Don't call me ho, I'm busy
Em
Snapchat sent me a snippet, yeah
Am
You ain't gettin' shit from me,
Em
cause you ain't hit this lick with me
Dm
Em
Got it on my own to all you shit,
I know you sick of me
Am
Didn't believe my dream, but it's okay,
you was diggin' out with a mask
and a guitar like Kurt Cobain
Em
I'm tryna balance out the pain
Am
Hate to ask for help
cause I be feelin' so ashamed
Dm
Ask me how I'm feelin',
Em
shit, this feelin' unexplained
Hop out with a mask and a guitar
like Kurt Cobain
Dm
Mr. Bricklewalk, I'm
Em
tryna balance out the pain
E
Am
Hate to ask for help
cause I be feeling so ashamed
C
F
Ask me how I'm feeling,
shit this feeling unexplained
G
Em
Nigga get your bread up,
better pick your head up
Why you acting scared,
Dm
Em
scared niggas get they head first
Em
that's what I'm taking meds for
F
Dm
Preachers say I need a prayer,
Em
I'm praying with my hands up
We stole a ride and sliding,
I don't speak to them
Em
cause I ain't with that fake ass violin
Am
my brain be on autopilot
F
When we on that mission,
don't say shit, moment of silence
Dm
Am
Cliffside, we was strapped up
Em
Homicide after homicide
Dm
When you catch a body, put your strap up
Em
My young nigga chopped down your block
Am
With sticks out and they lopped up
Em
Drama time, hit your house up
Am
Dm
Like drumline, when it's crunch time
Em
They, huh, huh, then pack up
Am
Just hit a spot and we back up
We misfired and we back up
Dm
Told you to put your racks up
Em
Now I'm racked up, can't catch us
Am
Most these niggas act up
Most my niggas jack us
F
Baby mama got her ass up
Wonder why I was getting fat tough
Em
Am
Hop out with a mask and a guitar
Em
I'm tryna balance out the pain
Am
Hate to ask for help
cause I be feeling so ashamed
Dm
Ask me how I'm feeling,
shit this feeling unexplained
Em
Am
Hop out with a mask and a good
Em
Am
turn like Kurt Cobain
Em
I'm trying to balance out the pain
Am
Hate to ask for help
cause I be feeling so ashamed
C
F
Ask me how I'm feeling,
Em
Am
shit this feeling unexplained
Dm
D
Em
Am
D
Em
E
Am
D
You
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