Tonart: G major
Intro 1
G
A
Bm
D
G
I had woke up one morning, cut
Verse 1
G
the TV on
A
And they was talking about hip -hop
Bm
What hip -hop used to be
D
And how it's out of breath now
G
I'm like, damn, we in the new year
Hip -Hop's still out of breath
So while I'm in the booth,
A
you know I'm talkin' vibe
Bm
And what y 'all grew up listenin' to
D
Is not what we grew up listenin' to down here,
I get angry sometimes, but I gotta cool down
A
I gotta close all the traps
and get back on my
motherfuckin' P's and Q's
D
I gotta thank the Lord two times
One is just for bein' here
G
The other every day, wakin' up,
feelin' that fresh air
A
I guess I'm lucky mama,
ain't dead or in jail
Bm
I forgot to thank my lawyer,
D
give me off them 20 years
G
It's like a full time job, like to kill niggas
Drive me, I'll put them hours in to kill niggas
I got too much to lose
Bm
I got that whole Georgia on my back,
G
I put them bricks down,
picked up a microphone
It's like my city streets,
I'm going through a zone
A
You not helping if you hatin',
need to get gone
Bm
I'm like a light switch,
D
I'm trying to keep the south on
G
I put the pots down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
A
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Bm
If you thought it was dead,
D
then the south was where it's at
G
I just need to put the pots
down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
A
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Bm
If you thought it was dead,
D
then the south was where it's at
I gotta keep on movin'
Like some boxing gloves,
A
my lyrics keep on bruisin'
Any contender, no matter the gender
Bm
D
This ain't bone thug, but no surrender
G
With this monster flow,
it's made for gettin' dope
Niggas, they think it's dope,
they ask me what it's gettin' for
A
They say hip -hop is dead,
why spit it like a chopper?
Bm
They say, please, ain't that way,
D
why you think I'm gonna pop ya?
G
This out, you cannot stop us,
on the low, you tryna diss us
I hear you fuck niggas
every time I hit your town
A
Acting like it's all love,
when I turn this down
Bm
D
Try to steal, I slam, try to steal,
G
I slam to put the pots down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
A
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Bm
If you thought it was dead,
D
then the suffers were sad
G
I put the pots down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
A
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Bm
If you thought it was dead,
D
then the South was way back
G
They say it's a time for war,
and a time for laugh
I want what time came,
I want what time passed
all we do is make party music
Bm
We'll do this all again, this club,
G
While we drunk and zooted,
nigga, we might just lose it
You didn't know that we in the
bitch with them toolies
A
Cause you see a baller lookin' like,
like a movie
Bm
D
I'm an active fool, so don't try to do
G
Cause we do the motorcycle,
don't make a tall crew
But like tall crews,
I'll miss the mission possible
A
I could be rude, grab that chopper,
knock the block off you
Bm
But I'll be insensible,
D
simply tryin' to talk to you
G
Need to put the pipes down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
A
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Bm
If you thought it was dead,
D
then the suffering's worth it
G
I just need to put the pots
down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the cobbles in the kitchen
A
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Bm
If you thought it was dead,
D
G
A
Bm
then the suffering's worth it
D
G
I gotta thank the Lord two times
One just for being here,
the other every day
Wakin' up, feelin' fresh air
A
Bm
D
G
D
I gotta thank the Lord two times
One just for being here,
the other everyday,
waking up, feeling fresh air
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