Tonart: Eb major
Intro 1
G
D
F#m
Bm
D
Bm
Verse 1
G
Uh,
they doubt you
cause they can't do it they self
Keep them type of dudes away from you,
don't move with the help
Bm
They don't believe in they self,
F#m
so they won't think someone else
G
Bm
Could do it bigger than they do it,
G
that's gon' mess with they health
Gotta stay away from people
that ain't on the same time with you
Try not to hold a grudge
from dudes that ain't wan
Bm
Just appreciate the ones
F#m
Bm
that always stayed on the grind with you
Stay away from the bullshit
G
or the bullshit gon' follow you
Nah, I ain't preachin', homie,
this is that real, real
This that bounce -back music,
Bm
G
F#m
this is that real feel
F#
Bm
This is when you can't think right,
F#m
G
cause the feel real
Bm
This shit call a duty out here,
Niggas pop a molly
when they really need chill pills
I'm goin' harder than the bitch
F#m
Bm
that's in Kill Bill
F#
I'm killin' shit for a reason
Bm
Fuck the four divisions,
G
n***a, this is my season
D
If you feel a n***a clap,
G
cause I came up from that trap
D
Bm
I do this shit for my real ones
G
Fuck the haters in the back,
D
they do shit that I don't track
G
That's why nobody don't feel down
If you feel a n***a clap,
cause I came up from that trap
D
G
Bm
I do this shit for my real ones
D
Fuck the haters in the back,
they do shit that I don't track,
G
that's why nobody don't feel it down
They might like your pictures,
but they won't click your links
D
F#m
Why you think niggas be going hard
G
Bm
in different states?
Cause the people that know you
D
Bm
don't wanna see you grow
If you can't fix they problems,
G
they'd rather see you broke
Fuck following waves,
get on your own time
Fuck what they did to win,
F#
G
Bm
get on your own grind
It's always pay dues
G
Bm
from the way that you move
Make sure you find a bitch
G
to rock with as crazy as you
And stop just chillin'
cause it ain't nothin' to do
It's always somethin' to do,
Bm
that's the shit suckas would do
G
Bm
It's only over till you say it's over
G
People fall a couple times,
think the game is over
D
If you feel a nigga clap,
G
cause I came up from the trap
D
Bm
I do this shit for my real ones
G
Fuck the haters in the back,
D
they do shit that I don't track
G
That's why nobody don't feel them
If you feel a nigga clap,
cause I came up from the trap
D
G
Bm
I do the shit for my real ones
D
Fuck the haters in the back
They do shit that I don't jack
G
That's why nobody don't feel dumb
Outro 1
D
G
G
F#m
Bm
D
Bm
G
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