Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
Dm
This is dedicated to my kids
Em
Edim
Dm
Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates
Edim
C
Em
Interlude 1
A
Dm
Am
Dm
C
F
Bb
F
C
Dm
Verse 2
Bb
Am
C
Dm
I in hale with the scent of a million men
Bb
C
I exhale with dumping
17 up in the front I am
Em
In the midst of a crisis,
Bb
Am
C
God knows all the sacrifces I made
Dm
Might have to heist to get paid despite
F
But can't just the price that a
Em
nigga played bitch made
Bb
Niggas think they know me,
C
Dm
They phony, funny but they don't know
C
G
That I'm that ill type nigga
Em
C
that'll open that gut
Bb
A
Am
C
I'm feeling stuck with a capital S
Dm
C
Hit the cess, killed the stress
F
C
Em
Rotting away in the Midwest, I guess
Bb
They was right when they said I
Am
was such a psycho sight
Dm
Sick inside a slight
Bb
Deliver that makes me want to go
F
A
Master P at night, right?
Edim
Em
Edim
A
No more pain I complain and pray to God,
Am
C
and stuffs
Dm
C
F
It was unbearable until
Em
I tried Co coa Puffs
Bb
That Chocolate Thai got me
C
willin' to fly up in the sky
Dm
Bb
But when I lose altitude that high
C
F
Makes me wanna just come down and die
Em
C
Em
Bb
A
Who's responsible for this madness,
Who's responsible for this sudden
Em
Edim
I can see, I can look into your eyes
Am
C
Smile and then to your surprise
Dm
Bb
I'll be yelling, "Die, nigga,
C
Am
A
die!" when all the bullets fly
Em
Bb
Don't know how much longer
Dm
I'll be on this Earth
C
Dm
C
F
G
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
Dm
Am
Living in misery, the worst,
Verse 3
F
They keep trying to pull
Em
Am
Em
Dm
me under
F
Am
Dm
But I been too long trying
Dm
Am
Dm
The worst, the worst, yeah
F
Dm
Bb
Am
After all that I been through
Dm
Am
I just don't know what the hell to do
Verse 4
Dm
F
Dm
Bb
What it is? What it was and what
Aaug
Bb
Dm
C
Dm
it shall be? You tell me
Bb
Cause this nigga ain't
C
F
living healthy
Em
Edim
Bitches think I got money
C
Dm
Bb
So I'm thinking of killing you when
C
I'm making love to you Bianca
Em
Bb
Can't you see I ain't you
I got plenty and mean
F
Am
So my future seems bleak
Bb
A
I ain't happy she got me
D
G
Cm
Bb
Under child social services and shit
F
Bb
for being a slacky pappy
Edim
Em
Edim
My khakis are low sagging from
A
Am
C
illegal type little baggies
Dm
C
Bb
Pushing ten of them on top of the
C
F
Em
world like James Cagney
Edim
Am
C
Feel that agony people nagging me
Dm
C
My raggedy life ain't worth living,
F
Gm
F
C
sick of my aunt and uncle dragging me
Edim
Em
See me drink my life away
Bb
A
Aaug
C
Smoking toking my life away
Dm
C
Tryin to put this trife away in the
Bb
F
deepest darkest hide away
Em
A
Am
C
If I could fly today to the golden gates
Dm
C
F
I could get away from this place of hell and fakes,
G
Em
but it might be too late
Bb
What it gonna be? D- E- A- D
C
Another S- T- A- T- I- S- T- I- C,
that's me
Puffin that stronger W- double
Em
Bb
Don't know how much longer
Dm
C
I'll be on this Earth
Dm
Bb
C
Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
F
Em
so disperse
Am
Living in misery, the worst,
Verse 5
They keep trying to pull me under
Em
(They keep trying to pull
Bb
Am
F
me down)
Am
Dm
But I been too long trying
Asus4
(But I'll make it through this time,
Em
yeah)
Am
Dm
The worst, the wor st, yeah
C
Dm
Am
After all that I been through
Dm
I just don't know what
(Tell me what to do)
Verse 6
Dm
That's why I say F- A- H-
Em
Bb
Am
F
C
Q if you ain't crew
Bb
Dm
Some busters on my hit list
Bb
Dm
betta hope it ain't you
Em
Edim
Em
Bb
My pockets thin, about to sin
C
I got to spend about like ten
Dm
C
F
To get that Henn, to make that blend
To make that fool come
Edim
up out his ends
Devilish thoughts,
Bb
C
hell is feelin' kinda of crellish
Dm
Bb
C
God tell us what we got to do to make
F
the motherfuckin' relish
Edim
Em
Bb
Spell it out to me 'cause
A
C
broke is embarrassin'
Dm
C
F
I'm psycho like Woody Harrelson
Dm
Em
I can make a comparison
Edim
A
Like Aaron Yates, Norman Bates,
Am
Dm
Bb
perfect mates
C
A
Dippin' up in Ollie Gates
Edim
Em
Edim
Bitches yellin', head is swellin'
A
C
Thinkin' of goin' to hell and
D
Dm
bakin' with the beans
F
Em
Got me fiend, murder for my green
Bb
Seems, I'm cursed not first
A
C
The last verse
D
Dm
D
Bb
I burst, into a blood thirst,
F
Em
Edim
No hearse, nobody's turf
A
Am
C
Fuck planet Earth, disperse
Dm
F
Because you're dealin' with
the worst (the worst)
Verse 7
Dm
Am
Dm
the wor st, yeah
They keep trying to pull me under
C
Em
(They keep trying to
Dm
Am
pull me down)
Dm
F
Am
But I been too long trying
(But I'll make it through this time,
Am
Dm
The worst, the wor st, yeah
Am
After all that I been through
Dm
I just don't know what the hell to do
Am
Em
Bb
A
C
(Tell me what to do)
Verse 8
Em
Edim
A
I know that it can't get no worst
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do
(Tell me what to do)
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