Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Dsus4
D
G
D
(Hahaha,
Nick, you're stupid)
Em
We was taught to fight no matter what,
it ain't no givin' up
G
C
Never really know when it's your time,
you gotta live it up
G
D
Standin' on that corner like a rush
and we can't get enough
G
War zone, I'm on my way to school,
Em
Prayed to the Lord for better days,
feel like he skippin' us
G
C
You gon' either die or see the system,
ain't no slippin' up
D
In these streets they'll take your life
and they don't give a fuck
G
Ain't worried 'bout the opps, I just
D
been tryna run my digits up
Verse 2
I'm so happy that I found you
C
Money only change the ones
around you
G
D
Nonbelievers listened to your dreams
D
G
All the same niggas showin' love,
Em
Feel out of place when that fake
G
C
Bitch, I run my city,
Bm
C
they know who to give the crown to
D
My dogs on go and ain't shit
to bring them hounds through
We don't give a fuck,
we shed blood on that ground too
Em
And when you fight for your life,
G
C
In the hood watchin' my big homies
pushin' pounds too
D
Used to daydream and shinin' in
the hood with these bands
Tryna leave these hard times,
run through millies with my friend
Em
But my homies died young
and that wasn't part of the plan
wish that I could reach and touch your hand
that's why I keep poppin' these Xans
G
My girl heart became a weakness,
Verse 3
Em
We was taught to fight no matter what,
it ain't no givin' up
D
C
Never really know when it's your time,
you gotta live it up
D
Standin' on that corner like a rush
and we can't get enough
G
War zone, I'm on my way to school,
Em
Prayed to the Lord for better days,
feel like he skippin' us
G
C
You gon' either die or see the system,
ain't no slippin' up
D
In these streets they'll take your life
and they don't give a fuck
G
Ain't worried 'bout the opps, I just
D
been tryna run my digits up
Verse 4
Em
All my shorties know it's spark,
load that .40 up and spray it
Tweak with the squad and we start
C
clappin' like a standin' ovation
D
feelin' like I'm gettin' close to Satan
D
give it your heart and she gon' break it
Em
Just wanted to be rich,
D
was out there hustlin' with frustration
so I got tired of bein' patient
D
If your mind stuck on the finer things
then you supposed to chase it
G
Ridin' in that brand new Beamer
Em
Fake niggas show support,
but deep inside I know they hate it
C
Fuck the industry, it's all cap,
D
C
this shit overrated
G
D
Promise I'm gon' be the greatest 'til
it ain't no more debatin'
Prodigy, a young king that's why
my momma cultivated
Em
In that cell, public defender tried
C
Now I step out on that stage and see
a thousand different faces
Thinkin' 'bout my life,
D
I probably would have died if I ain't make it
G
R.I.P. TimTim, I remember
Verse 5
Em
We was taught to fight no matter what,
it ain't no givin' up
D
C
Never really know when it's your time,
G
D
Standin' on that corner like a rush
and we can't get enough
G
War zone, I'm on my way to school,
Em
Prayed to the Lord for better days,
feel like he skippin' us
G
C
You gon' either die or see the system,
ain't no slippin' up
D
In these streets they'll take your life
and they don't give a fuck
G
Ain't worried 'bout the opps, I just been tryna
Outro 1
Em
C
D
G
D
Em
C
D
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