Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
Gm
Dm
Gm
Bb
Gm
Fuck these white
Dm
Gm
shirts and this set of keys
Dm
Gm
All these years in the pad
got me livin' like Donna, a sexy beast
Bb
Gm
Dm
Accept me please,
Gm
I got it crackin' on the landing
You know I had to set the scene,
I live a nightmare
I don't get to dream,
to tell you I still get to sleep
basicer than years,
you ain't even on a week
She told me you're a creep,
Bb
Gm
she told you I'm a freak
She started laughing,
Bb
I want pics of her feet,
she said I wrote my treat book
Dm
Gm
Dm
Let me get back to this crazy stuff,
you cry if you're seeing this stuff
Gm
Bb
Bloody pads were getting fished,
said to clean it up
Gm
I'm hot headed, no fucks,
turn the meter up
F
One bit of cheek and I'll
When we get spun there's no
wheeling up
Pissed off, forgot my weed took
Bb
F
Down the block, no choice,
he had to read book
Em
E
D
We don't speak no more,
he's fucked 22 reckon,
Dm
Gm
Shoulda nev er choose left
and it could be you next
He was real treach, babies,
not a more, not a less
Bb
If you ain't sure, you should step, gang,
Dm
I'd be a killer for my friend
I never woulda snitched
Gm
and I still ain't gonna bend
My name's on their lips
but they still ain't gonna send
I put this hammer in your mouth, bro,
repeat what you said
Bb
F
R -E's one of them, uh
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Corn's gonna fly,
Gm
Dm
hope it reach one of them, uh
Gm
Dm
Gm
Honor works, don't speak, holla flex,
got a G for the stick
But we beat the attempt,
bittersweet though, I guess
Bb
Dm
Here we go again, uh
Gm
It's got me stuck up in the trenches
Bitches on my case,
Gm
Dm
Gm
but I still swear they're in my DMs
Yo, in the green,
they was cooling with the rejects
Bb
The first trip landed burned,
I'm from a place where they're shooting
Bb
and they're stabbing
Dm
Bb
Gm
And they glamorize and trapping,
Bb
and they do it like it's fashion
Gm
When you get trapped,
they forget to send you cash in
trying to pack and get a pack in
Dm
I can tell you what it's like,
Gm
Dm
I done ten bag slashings
Gm
Bb
Eight bag slashings, money low,
I have to ration
Gm
They might put you in the spares,
so fuck about when you get lashings
Bb
Sugar in the kettle,
Dm
that's a different type of splashing
Gm
Big shanks like Aladdin,
Dm
Bb
I seen shit you can't imagine
Dm
Bb
Three months in the block,
with a DAB dabbing
Seen people cut the wrist
Gm
and hear the screws start laughing
F
Feel shit, no blagging,
Dm
fuck jail, no bragging
Feed the G's like a wagon,
Dm
Gm
Bb
Brody sent me to the sticks
Spit fire like a dragon
Bb
I done Eve after Eve still,
I don't know Adam
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