Tonart: E minor•
Verse 1
Am
Em
Yo,
Am
give me some of that haze man,
Em
D
give me some of that purple haze man,
Em
fuck it, I don't wanna smoke
Am
Em
fuckin' this haze with
this wood no more,
shit got my hydros tastin' like Smydro,
I'ma smoke a straight haze right now,
bro roll up out there you heard me,
yo slime roll up out there you heard me,
okay slime,
it's like the yo, yo, yo, yo,
your blood money
I smoke weed and I get
Em
drunk and rhyme with GIF
If I don't roll then my nigga
Baby D just twist
He roll fillies and he bust the big, the 4 '5
See shit change, because I normally came
Am
Em
On the R train, now me and 5 in the range
We used to twist fillies and fuck hoes
Am
Em
Twist cars an d trade guns
Them Queens niggas
and we lampin' in the millions
I rack in the bridge,
the only difference is the billings
The same crime rates
and the same damn killings
Am
I slice a pizza and quarter water my juice
Em
And now I'm caught hot
Am
Em
and bulletproof is under my goose
And go to hell to that nigga
that snitched on Deuce
Your curly hair fro,
I cut my hair but my beard grow
Yo where my beers go?
Send em right here yo
Your party's over tell the
rest of the crew
Stash the drugs, the guns go to section 2
See me, all my life yo
Am
Em
I had to sell drugs
Why you grew up with straight nerds?
I grew up with thugs
D
Why you grew up with straight nerds?
Em
I grew up with thugs
I stop time, I strive to get my shine
I look out for you, and you look out for me
And we hold it down,
you just wait and see
Platinum chains and cardi
Em
Now these broke niggas
start to act a fool
Don't you know thugs out
straight eat your food
We keep guns on our sides,
you know how them thugs do
Cause I'll be there with my thugs
I'll be right here waiting on
For my niggas who bust pies,
the customized vibes
To the valves, to the railroad and trams
Am
Em
I cuss cops, enough shots to end a generation
I spit that a plot in the making
I ride for every thug in the basement
My soul is cuffed to the corner
Every gate, every card table
Every welcome to the hood sign
Bad and good times,
Am
it's on over the projects
Em
A dark cloud, one -sided
Jail death, bitches burnin' and gossip
D
It's my turn to deposit
Em
The real, the logic, no college
Am
Just dollars and criminal knowledge
Em
Me and my codies, pass voties
I flash more heat than Cash Cody
Keep the Mac on me
Am
When you stack, niggas act phony
I spread love and shed
Never swear to a dead thug
Am
My name should be brought up in fame
Em
Am
Never said in vain
Em
Spread like a leather chain
It's a criminal sling
You stop time
I strive to get my shine
I'm on the blocks I'm
D
Em
slinging rocks
Cause the world is mine
I look out for you
And you look out for me
And we hold it down
D
G
Em
You just wait an d see
Platinum chains and hearty
frames and jewels
Now these broke niggas
Am
Em
start to act a fool
Don't you know, fuck that,
straight, eat your food
We keep guns on our sides,
you know how them thugs do
Cause I'll be there, with my thoughts I'll be,
Outro 1
right here, waiting on you
Em
D
Em
C
Em
Em
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