Tonart: G minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Eb
I'm goin' up, I'm goin' up,
I'm goin' outta here
Gm
I'm on the go, I'm on the road,
Eb
I'm tryna get outta here
Gm
Eb
You can't be the reason I fall off
Maybe you just got me all wrong
Gm
Maybe we can't solve these
Sitting in places you don't belong
Gm
You creeping my style like a trolley horse
Eb
Gm
And you was the star in my sky, of course
We acted all shy when we met at first
Eb
I got you so high that you
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Said I got you so high that you
could've soared
Gm
Rolling up earth cause I'm
Meditate high, pray and tell the lord
Gm
The game that we played
was so dangerous
Eb
You had you a minute,
you played this shit
Gm
Eb
Chilling all night, she was hanging with me
But you changed colors like
The way we made up
when we felt the scar
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Look out for the children,
they're growing old
Gm
Watch out for these niggas,
I told you so
Eb
Can't be out here playing,
we growing old
Gm
Baby, won't you talk to me?
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Baby, won't you talk to me?
Gm
About how you feel, honestly
Eb
My heartbeat's struggling
Gm
The love I had was motherly
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Another woman calling me
Gm
Your other nigga stalking ya
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Gm
Had to send him to the operator
And these girls, but you my favorite
Eb
Had to tell him once again,
it was kinda shady
Gm
Got my finger on the trigger
and my hand shakin'
Eb
Tried to turn you on the real
cause you man bastin'
Gm
Got you sippin' on the hand
with no damn chasin'
Eb
I was sittin' on the hill
in the cab waitin'
Gm
Think of how I ended up
in these bad places
Eb
On the everyday wake, had to grind daily
Gm
Eb
I'm goin' up, I'm goin' up,
I'm goin' outta here
Gm
I'm on the go, I'm on the roll,
Eb
I'm tryna get outta here
Gm
Eb
You can't be the reason I fall off
Maybe you just got me all wrong
Gm
Maybe we can't solve these
Eb
problems
Sittin' in places you don't belong
Gm
You crappin' my style like a trolley horse
Eb
And you was the star in my sky, of course
Gm
Eb
We acted all shy when we met at first I got
Gm
you so high that you could've soared
Eb
Said I got you so high that you
could've soared
Gm
Rollin' up up cause I'm
Meditate, I pray and tell the
Lord
Gm
And my mama said I ain't
got no kind of patience
Eb
I'm just livin' fast, look back, life wasted
Gm
Got the rings for my team, no time,
Brady
Jeep, no down payment
Gm
You don't preach or to speak
to your own neighbor
Eb
When I eat, it's for me, set my own table
Gm
Pay a fee for the deed to get more acres
Eb
And the me's from the me's
in the same bracket
Gm
Underlining the commas,
I had to get it back
Eb
Had to cut off the stretcher
pack, I was holding back
Gm
Money speaking to cash talk,
I told you that
Eb
Shoulda, coulda, woulda,
n***a, I know you cap
Gm
You n***a street talk,
I let the street sweet talk
Eb
You been sweet talk,
Gm
then get with me and deep talk I know
G -Boys, they hit the block at
C -Walk
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B -Walk and shoot a n***a like
B -Ball
Gm
Seesaw, she ride a dick like
Yeehaw
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Your bank low, your shit sitting on default
Gm
The meat raw, I stick it in and ski off
I push the button and speed off
I'm bout to cheese like quiche, boy
I think of ways to eat more
Gm
Succeed or my life won't
be a complete bore
but I can make you see more
Gm
I see the whip and I call the pros
like I'm auctioning
Eb
The love I gave you won't
grow for you like a foster kid
Gm
You can say that I saved you the
way I taught you shit
Eb
I'm sitting straight like they put a
plate for my posture fix
I catch them under conglomerate
Eb
I just sit back and I let them talk
on about dummy shit
Gm
I know they throw in the shade,
I never comfort them
Eb
I'm so stuck in my ways, yeah, yeah,
Gm
Eb
it's comforting
Gm
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Gm
Eb
Gm
Eb
Gm
I'll see you in
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Gm
the next one,
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Gm
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Gm
peace
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Gm
out.
Gm
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