Kunci: G minor
Verse 1
Bm
Em
I feel when I'm feelin' down
In the ground, feelin' down,
Bm
A
that could be most any day
Bm
I feel when I'm feelin' down
Em
In the ground, feelin' down,
Bm
A
that could be most any day
Call this bitch a nigga
when time is rough
Em
I lost a lot when you fell,
life is hard to bluff
A
You think it's hell, where you at?
Shit, it's hell on the street
You maintainin' in the green
while I'm survivin' to eat
Em
Bet you think I'm wildin',
flexin' whips and stuff
D
Em
Think I'm lost, slingin' down
A
Em
sex for trips and stuff
A
I'll admit, I'm accused to the finer things
We have major names
even on the minor things
mad bitches sizin' me up
Know they tight knit, shit,
I get to drive the truck
A
But I wish you were spreadin' it,
ridin' it rough
I think I miss that more
than you buy me stuff
Em
Since you got knocked,
your man tried to holla at me
And the niggas that you stuck,
they throwin' dollars at me
A
But you know this ain't why you
in the yard pumpin' stick
I'ma hold you down, baby,
till you back on the fake
Em
Bm
Em
Uh, yeah, all my niggas locked in
Know this one for you
Blue for the blue,
G
Em
I see you and I'm feelin' down
Bm
In the ground, feelin' down,
A
Em
that could be most any day
A
Em
Don't worry bout these streets,
I'm patrolling these grounds
D
Em
I might slip and miss or be out
but I'm holding it down
A
Got the kids to take care of,
yo, it's hard out here
Bm
A
An d it's tearing my heart
Bm
Em
I seen that snitch,
you know I got plots for years
Why you been makin' me
D
Em
feel like I got your chip?
G
A
An d ain't nobody tappin' this,
I'd rather tap my own
Watchin' tapes that we made
while I'm restin' alone
D
Em
pictures of you flippin' the chrome
What kinda chick'll be for man
when he out the zone?
is like a stick man without a salad tub
Got me X 'ing off the days on the calendar
Em
I miss slowin' the clock
D
Em
so you could control the block
I miss watchin' you work the dorks
and tighten the lock
push it like a six -double -low
Get your weight up,
I'll drain you once they let you go
Em
Feel, feel, feel, feel
Em
To the ground, feelin' down,
Em
Bm
Feel, feel, feel, feel
Em
Bm
Em
when I'm feelin' down
To the ground, feelin' down,
Em
I can see us back on the brakes,
me on your shoulder
D
Em
Letting bitches know they
wishes to have you is over
G
A
So you could bring your broads
while you locked away
Em
A
I know it's hard for a nigga
on top not to play
D
Em
Emile's the one you kept fresh,
draped in ice
D
Em
I'm the one who waiting,
A
Em
silk down, caked in spice
G
A
Waiting for your corpse
on my box to vibrate
Hoping you want me to scoop you,
G
A
not bring more weight
Em
I fell from Gucci sandals
back to no -name brands
D
Em
From a six and a mansion
to me beatin' the sands
makin' ends meet to havin' up
For the love, I take it all,
boo, savagin' stuff
Em
Half a Red Bull when most
feds didn't touch
Fearin' none to see the cash
and a pop in the clutch
lip -cop twice as much
Livin' low -key, a minute,
then it's heistin' stuff
Em
If I have to, while you goin',
I'ma take the comps
D
Em
Cause I ran through the stash
and there ain't no funk
G
Em
To all the females
who's man is locked down
E
Em
Just hold it down for that nigga
Feel what I do,
Bm
Em
feel what I'm feeling down
A
I'm feeling down, I could be most any day
I got what my niggas ask for all time
Bm
feel what I'm feeling down
Em
Bm
I'm feeling down,
You
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