Tonart: G# minor•
Intro 1
G#m
Verse 1
because my pad is looking
sort of like the MoMA
I'm in the high fashion
and the sweetest of aromas
The women that I'm smashing,
you can't even get to show up
Enough eye candy for a diabetic coma
The city where I'm from done
got a rep for being coarse,
so I done dealt with every
real emotion but
When I quit school,
it's cause I never left my dorm room
Yeah, I'm sorry mama,
I ain't destined for no boredom
I know it disappoints you,
I know you kinda sad
You want me to be normal,
you gave up all you had
F#
I know you hate my guts
G#m
cause you say I'm like my dad
Just know that I will love you
cause you are all I had
F#
G#m
Let's go
F#
G#m
When I was young
I wasn't baptized
Now I live that fast life
And I swear to God
I'm paying karma from a past life
Can't nobody act right
F#
G#m
Now I got my stacks right
And I'm learning trust
the only luxury you can't buy
Everybody envy,
haters they resent me
They full of themselves and they promises
I empty, in it for the prestige
And women that are with me,
they freaky little smuts
They make a slut look like a dick tease
But I'm thinking, bitch, please, you sleazy
I don't fuck strippers,
cause fucking strippers is easy
Y 'all just wanna please me
I'm from a city that's riddled
with their diseases
Where hate is just a measure
of achievement
The product of a broken home
I'm seeing women like a drug
Cause I saw my daddy
strung out on that pussy till he overdosed
No intervention, ain't no Maury show
Ain't no moral code that I can crack
Cause when he left us, this is all I know
I lost my heritage,
the day I saw my parents split
Abandoning they marriage,
F#
G#m
daddy staying in the Sheraton
F#
G#m
No speaking Spanish anymore,
cause it's embarrassing
To carry the tradition
of a man who wouldn't carry his
F#
G#m
I'm kinda arrogant,
it's one of my defenses
Relentless, with every fucking
right to be pretentious
F#
G#m
I'm a moneymaker,
I don't need no damn investment
Self -absorbed like it's plunging,
F#
G#m
plus I'm cleaning up your messes
There ain't a question of who's next in line
I ain't chasin' shit,
I will never be a step behind
F#
I ain't feelin' nothin',
G#m
you can say that I'm desensitized
And the kid is thrivin' in the midst of a recession,
I'm
Buildin' a enterprise
and killin' like every rhyme
And feelin' like anytime I enter a city,
homie, I make it mine
F#
G#m
Yo, who the greatest in this awful gang?
I talk to dames,
and the very next day
they doin' the walk of shame
This shit is all the same,
I really need to change the pace
Lookin' in the mirror mad,
cause now I see a stranger's face
We all growin', but some of us
need to age with grace
F#
G#m
Cause we are showing years
like watches that display the day
We vote Obama,
now Obama votes to make us pay
For the health insurance
that he promised during his campaign
But not in CEOs
and lobbyists
who sip champagne
While we pay their premiums,
we dreaming of a different way
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
You
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