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Intro:D A Bm7
(Pipe that shit up TNT)
G D
Yeah, uh, uh, oh, oh-oh
A
I, I just been cool and out the way, you know
Bm7
You know what Iʼm sayin’?
G
Out the way
D
(Shaad got KʼRounds)
A
Oh, oh
Bm7
Fifteen ways in here
G
Fifteen ways in here
D
Ayy, yeah, ayy
A
You know just in case you was wonderinʼ
Bm7
You know
G
Yeah, yeah, listen
D
I put the city on my back, like a motherfuckin’ quarterback
A
Chasing after paper, I donʼt care ʼbout where the party at
Bm7
In the Rolls dolo, gettinʼ loaded off a party pack
G
Heard my dawg was hatinʼ and I couldʼve caught a heart attack
D
Say I did her wrong, but I still say she started it
A
Had my childish ways, either way you where my heart is at
Bm7
Came a long way, me and my sister totinʼ laundry bags
G
Writtinʼ songs, foldin’ clothes at the laundromat
D
I used to wake up, walk to school, wonderin’ where my life was headed
A
I know my dreams coming ʼcause I’m willinʼ and Iʼm ready
Bm7
Breakinʼ in houses for the skrilla, I still regret it
G
Built this up from the ground, I promise I’ma protect it
D
Lookinʼ over my shoulder every time I dot the door
A
Big olʼ pistol on my hip, a nigga play, he better know
Bm7
That if he play, he gotta go, Iʼll see you later, adios
G
All I wanted was the dough, it ainʼt no more kickinʼ doors,
D
I ainʼt gotta live like that no more, oh
A
Them rappinʼ songs made me a millionaire, yeah
And buildinʼ homes gonʼ make me a billionaire
Bm7
Catch a case without a bond, letʼs see who really care
G
See who really care
D
You know the city too little, you niggas too loud,
the feds on the way, they say
A
A boy got hit with an indictment today, I pray
Bm7
Everybody make it back home safe,
G
I pray, yeah
D
You know the rap game so pussy, they ainʼt wanna give me a chance
A
A nigga kicked the door down and forced ʼem to let me in
Bm7
Another tour confirmed, I get to see all my fans (Yeah)
G
Every night on the mic, four hundred and fifty bands
D
Well, damn (Damn)
A
You donʼt understand
Bm7
See itʼs a cold, cold world, growinʼ up so fast
G
Iʼll tell you the story, you still donʼt know the half
D
Early mornings and late night flights (Yeah)
A
Choppas and handguns protectinʼ my life
Bm7
Just to be standinʼ, fell so many times (Yeah)
G
Finally figured it out,
D
Finally got it right
A
Yeah, yeah-yeah,
Bm7
Finally got it right
G
Just to figure it out, just to be a young nigga in this world
D
And to figure it out
A
I mean Iʼm still learninʼ, Iʼm still
I still a lotta shit is fucked up
Bm7
But I maintaininʼ in this world, just to be livinʼ
G
You know bills paid, everything all good
D
You know growinʼ up in this shit, I had to find myself
A
See what was for me, you know?
Bm7
And I got my fans,
G
I no longer shit is blessinʼ me and I appreciate it
Finally got it right