Kunci: F minor
Verse 1
C#m
Can you picture the life of a
C#m
being head of his household?
F#
G#m
And if you look in his eyes,
C#m
you see the pain and the struggle inside.
Lord knows he don't wanna die.
And ain't a nigga alive
A
who done tried all the shit I tried.
C#m
Look, I damn near died.
F#
C#m
G#m
And ain't a nigga sur
vive without
C#m
Ain't nothin' givin' to me.
I ain't nothin' like the day.
Coming up on my own,
A
she and daddy wasn't around,
but I was holding my own
C#m
F#
Only 14 years old,
G#m
in school with a chrome
C#m
Young wild ass nigga with
a mind of a dome
Check my background rap,
she see what I've done
A
Stealing cars, slinging rocks,
C#m
man to me that was fun
F#
C#m
Hanging out with the G's
G#m
all night in the slum
C#m
Getting money at the same time,
flipping a poem
And remember people used to ask me,
why you always frowning?
and why it always down?
F#
If I was born another color,
G#m
I would always smile
C#m
But similar to peanut butter,
I was always brown
Dad never gave a fuck,
he wasn't always found
A
All I had was seven brothers,
C#m
we would always clown
F#
G#m
Thug life, nigga, we was always bound
it was always round now
Can you picture the life
C#m
Being head of his household
F#
G#m
And if you look in his eyes,
C#m
you see the pain and the struggle inside
Lord knows he don't wanna die
And ain't a nigga alive
A
who done tried all the shit I tried
C#m
Look, I damn near died
F#
G#m
I know the niggas survive,
C#m
but I survive up noth in'
Give you credit, I want you to drop mine
Ayy, I ain't doin' no homework,
cause they're damn hustlin'
waitin' on the customer
F#m
Highway flushin' the engine
C#m
A
Moved to a pound, I need it,
Left school, used rap as a cover -up
A
Burgs, they fuckin' up just like
F#
G#m
Who woulda knew I'd get that big
C#m
But you see Bill Gates,
I wanna get that rich
My regular street thuggin'
is sittin' around doin' nothin'
F#
I was wearing out my opps
G#m
I couldn't blame my prob
lem on the projects
C#m
When it was obvious
I was stuck between a rock and a hard space
It was either hustling or robbing
A
It was either something or nothing
C#m
And I was thinking about my mama
F#
I had to help her with my
G#m
brothers and my sisters
C#m
Fourteen years old,
and I was head of my household
Can you picture the life
A
of a young fourteen year old
Being head of his household
F#
G#m
And if you look in his eye s
C#m
You see the pain and the struggle inside
Lord knows he don't wanna die
And ain't a nigga alive
A
Who done tried all the shit I tried
Look, I damn near died
F#
G#m
And they the niggas survived,
but I survived
C#m
Wasn't nothin' given to me,
Outro 1
I wasn't talkin' mine
C#m
A
F#
G#m
C#m
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