Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
B
Abm
When we reach the autumn's end
Gb
Ebm
Will we wish that we could
B
Abm
Laughing in the face of time
If only we knew now what
Gb
Fsus4
Bb
we did then
Ebm
Gotta kick this from the heart man
Gb
Ebm
Beat by heart man
Ghost coming out of the bat cave
before I get to the last page
Tryna hurry up,
Bb
Gb
cause I know it's the last days
Ebm
Do it for the love,
for the love of the money
Get rich, couple niggas start
huggin' you funny
It ain't a trace, it was replaced by hate
Where the hoodie and the gloves at?
Ebm
Show them niggas where the thug at
Bb
Ebm
Fuck his wife, raise his drug rat,
slug and a stoke at
B
This is sharp, no dull rap
Abm
Gb
So move on nigga, I'm too high nigga
Bb
that'll be the day that you die nigga
Ebm
You heard me, you gon' die
cause I'm too live nigga
B
Hour of C in the dark, I'm two eyes, nigga
All the hawk that'll poke out
Abm
Ebm
your two eyes, nig ga
I'm young, lit, shot up,
product of society
Contributed and delivered,
described in life's diary
B
Grinding, we don't tire
Words acquired,
it's spitted to its entirety
Ebm
I of Cathy like that movie
Fort Apache in the Bronx
Eating on his last piece of conch,
B
crime, all that came to his mind
Bottom line, out of luck,
Gb
out of buck, out of chuck, stuck in time
Ebm
Grab his blick, grab his kicks, anxiety fiery
Bb
Ebm
Adrenaline, elements, eminent
stepped out his room, ready for doom
Can't you see, he ain't got no one,
Bb
he bout to get freaky
Gb
Ebm
Misery, trickery,
get you smoked like hickory
Better have epiphany,
or get broke like a Tiffany lamp
B
He did, he thought, his kid,
his soul can drip
Knew he had to hold his image,
Ebm
now, defensive pain
This is all simply stated,
rather therapeutical
B
It's cool, you have a beautiful life, live on
Try hard, be strong,
why die when you can fly high
Bb
Gb
Ass a bitch on it
Ebm
From young niggas shot up,
Bb
products in so ciety
Ebm
Contributed and delivered,
inscribed in life's diary
It's very special
Bb
Gb
Ebm
Had dreams and teams to be born
Backed up and tagged up on the wall
Missed your bitches,
Never got all A's and hustled
the small way
Rockin' them big rings,
Ebm
Gb
did bling to get things to fam
Ebm
Even pissed through the gram,
hit school and scram
Bb
Gb
Jews that glow, ghetto dependency
Ebm
Gb
Ebm
Eat, sleep, streets, grind, heat
Gb
Seek and shine and how come
B
rottery?
Gb
Surrounded by politics and poverty
Abm
Gb
Ebm
You gotta be your way out,
but for what?
Everywhere's corruption, true
The aim is to live comfortable
B
Lifting the formula, as many formulas
Like a hard test,
the process of growing up
Ebm
From young then shot up,
Gb
products of so ciety
Ebm
Contributing to living
described in life's diary
B
Grinding, we don't tire,
words acquired
Gb
Abm
and spit into it's entirety
Ebm
From young then shot up,
Gb
products of so ciety
Ebm
Contributing to living
described in life's diary
Abm
Gb
Ebm
B
it's very special
Outro 1
You
Ebm
B
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