Kunci: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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And
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they shootin',
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I must be on top
We coopin',
we must be inta trouble
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Some hard type shit that cost
a quarter mill a pop
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It makes me laugh, ha, life is so ironic
Verse 2
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How I would get the cash,
I become so iconable
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Cop the fast cars that come with
the trip tonic panel
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I live the life that's filled with
the jealousy
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Doomed from the start,
Verse 3
it's like we born with a felony
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Where's the longevity,
we in the place
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Where best friends become enemies
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And foul niggas got the tendency
You gotta watch what you wish for
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I hope to God it's on a switchboard
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When I'm tryin' to say a prayer
Verse 4
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And I'm callin', hope You listen Lord
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See it's just my position Lord
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Gotta me smokin' on this blunt
while I'm lookin' at the sky
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Make it rain so I know the
doves cry
Verse 5
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Lord, do You hear me praying
When I'm lookin' at the sky?
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I hope You can hear what I'm saying
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I'm not really complaining
Verse 6
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But it makes me wanna cry
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I know You can see what I'm saying
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It's like my, my, my, it's like my,
Verse 7
my, my
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'Cause God ain't cryin'
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when the sky starts to rain
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That must you an d God in heaven
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And speakin' of the shams,
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You got bent pussy,
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it was your first trip with me
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We was goin' hard too many bottles up in free- vay
Verse 8
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You was goin' crazy with
my Haitian man t- sway
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Pass that on the twins,
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I had teesh fer like 3 days
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And I can't forget you b- day
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We
Verse 9
had dead body tap,
we was deeper than aye
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And now I'm just wishin' I
could see a nigga face
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And they kill bang, bang,
did you get it with 'em yet?
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An d it's a damn shame
Verse 10
because niggas still upset
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Like chita chala, God musta
needed y'all
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I think about the street dream,
But now all I got is the memories
Verse 11
That are dear friends of me
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Lord do You hear me praying
Cm
When I'm lookin' at the sky?
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I hope You can hear what I'm saying
It's like my, my, my
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I'm not really complaining
Verse 12
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But it makes me wanna cry
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I know You can see what I'm saying
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It's like my, my, my, it's like my, my, my
Verse 13
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To tell you both the truth,
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I ain't doin' the best
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I'm tryin' to keep a positive mind
movin' through the stress
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I'm try in' to stay afloat,
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they say I'm doin' the most
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I'm doin' way too much,
I'm playin' death to close
Verse 14
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I'm think 'bout the thought
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of goin' back to court
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For the petty little games
I really should avoid
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But it's the calculator risk on how
we make the chip
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Realizin' if I slip, it's a bottomless pit
Verse 15
you'd a filled my shoes,
would you walk a mile?
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Let the media tear you down
and turn around and smile
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I thank God that I'm alive
to see a black president
We screamin' 'Yes,
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we can' but that won't change the deficit
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That ain't really even the best of it
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You catch me in the streets,
I will surely tell you the rest of it
Verse 16
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Lord do You hear me praying
When I'm lookin' at the sky?
I hope You can hear what I'm saying
It's like my, my, my
Verse 17
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I'm not really complaining
Cm
But it makes me wanna cry
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Cm
I know You can see what I'm saying
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It's like my, my, my, it's like my,
Outro 1
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