Tonart: C minor
Intro 1
Am
F
Am
F
Am
F
Dm
F
Am
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Am
F
Em
Verse 1
F
used to be a sign of struggle
Now it's a trend, but yeah,
I'm still rockin' a couple
Am
Fly from hustle, man,
F
y 'all don't know my story
You shouldn't judge
Em
Eb
a book by it's weight
Em
Hey yo, I shined a glorious man
Am
that told me when you're dealing
F
with this thing called life
Hey yo, consider my conditions,
I'll be handling my shit alright
Am
F
Me, young B, child of the working class
Em
I had to become tough
F
and try to make shit last
Am
F
As a kid, I kept my pocket money
down in my socks
Cause running through the city
Dm
G
Am
got harassed by some low -life cocks
F
My pops never taught me to box
So I put a foot in front of the other
while yelling back
F
I was a fast runner, still am,
but you ain't gotta chase me
Dm
I'm going to step up , like what?
F
Crazy!
Am
F
Sometimes I even amaze me,
Em
was raised to be low -key
Eb
F
Am
It's what the years made me
F
Am
That's what the years made me
Till I'm outrun, this is the outcome
Am
Everyday I learn, this is it
F
Em
It's what the years made me
F
Am
Till I'm outrun, this is the outcome
F
I'm told me to stay out of trouble
and watch who you with
Make sure you're polite
G
cause courtesy ain't a gift
Am
F
Watch how thinking when you pass
Em
not split better come correct,
or I'll kick that spliff out your lip
Am
F
I've done my share of lightin' it up
But rather chose the liquor
Dm
poured right in my cup
Am
Used to know this cat
F
weighed over a hundred and fifty kilos
Am
look like he pulled out five pillows
F
Our heroes, yeah the writers,
what up?
Tagging spots,
ducking from cops to rulers
Am
So shut up, I've come up on my plate,
Em
My dilemma, either buy a bus
Am
pass just to get to school
F
Money talks, but not saying shit to me
Em
And if I got an honest job,
Dm
Am
would y question my credibility?
Would y 'all be feelin' me
F
without my lyrical ability?
Am
you gotta be kiddin' me
What's the outcome?
F
That's what the years make me
Till I'm outrun
Am
What's
This is it
What's
F
It's what the years made me
almost kept my fingers out
Am
F
Cause I believe in honest
Am
wings of brody cheese
But what's crime to me,
F
I never had to look too far
Em
I seen my own brother
Am
ridin' the back of a squad car
A dozen cops came to
Thanks for the misguise
Dm
and wasn't with the gun in the face
Am
Look, I ain't no crook,
F
I'm just mad what y 'all took
Am
Y 'all better give back what y 'all took,
give back my black book
I've been a good boy,
Man, I'm just like you,
don't we all want cheese?
Am
Picture me livin' a large life,
F
a big crib, pushin' ice whips
Am
I don't know how to stay rich
Like, get your money,
F
spend it now and starve later
Okay, money talks, but shit,
I need a translator
Am
Yeah, yeah, I ain't gon' hit you with that small talk,
man
Proceed with the script, yeah
Em
Am
F
This is the outcome, I live
Dm
G
Am
Everyday I grow, everyday I learn
F
Em
That's what the years made me,
till I'm outrun
F
Am
F
This is the outcome, everyday I live
Dm
Am
Everyday I see, everyday I learn
F
This is it, it's what the
till I'm outrun
Am
F
This is the outcome
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Dm
Am
F
Am
Em
Am
F
This is the outcome
Dm
Am
F
It's what the years made me
till I'm outrun
This is the outcome
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