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