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Intro:
Chorus:
Just
Pray I
Bussinʼ off the
I was
Too deep in that
Melodic blue
I do my
ʼCause we
They be like, «Tjay,
I just
And trust me, I donʼt
If I wasnʼt
Chorus:
Just
Pray I
I know they mad
Shassa with me,
Seen bullets hit a
How the fuck Iʼm
One day theyʼll stop
Millies in my
These niggas back and
You heard they killed
Can someone tell the
Never had no
ʼCause I ainʼt Dummy,
Chorus:
Just
Pray I
No, I canʼt lose the millies I
Am G F Em7Chorus:
AmGrateful for the shit I got ʼcause I come from a hard lifeGDemons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archiveFFeds lookinʼ out tryna bring a nigga downJust
Em7thinkinʼ bout the possibility, I frownAmFar out on that water, Father, donʼt let me drownGI can hear my grandma sayinʼ, «Donʼt let me down»FPeople wanna kill me, always keep my gun ʼroundPray I
Em7squeeze first, I canʼt lose the millies I foundBussinʼ off the
Amstoinky wishinʼ I was off a bean, no stalkI was
Ghungry for that money like a fiendToo deep in that
Fwater, my life ainʼt have no orderMelodic blue
Em7stories, Iʼm feelinʼ like Baby KeemI do my
Amown thing, fuck it, I took seven shots, no shameGBack to wall, Iʼm still gonʼ blow you down, I ainʼt no stainFFlow on Wayne, I donʼt give a fuck about no ceilingʼCause we
Em7catch a opp and send him to the sky (Doot)They be like, «Tjay,
Amwhy do you move around with all them fuckinʼ guns?»I just
Gtell ʼem thatʼs ʼcause I donʼt wanna dieAnd trust me, I donʼt
Flie, canʼt fuck up, Iʼm a star right nowIf I wasnʼt
Em7quick to blow, I would be in the stars right nowChorus:
AmGrateful for the shit I got ʼcause I come from a hard lifeGDemons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archiveFFeds lookinʼ out tryna bring a nigga downJust
Em7thinkinʼ bout the possibility, I frownAmFar out on that water, Father, donʼt let me drownGI can hear my grandma sayinʼ, «Donʼt let me down»FPeople wanna kill me, always keep my gun ʼroundPray I
Em7squeeze first, I canʼt lose the millies I foundAmShittinʼ on these niggas be my hobbyI know they mad
Gwishinʼ they had finished me entirelyShassa with me,
Flilʼ bro say he tryna catch a bodySeen bullets hit a
Em7opp, before he died, his face said, «Why me?»How the fuck Iʼm
Amlivinʼ? All these niggas wanʼ fry meOne day theyʼll stop
Goverlookinʼ my gift, thatʼs wallahiMillies in my
Fbank account, but still ainʼt nothinʼ jollyThese niggas back and
Em7forth tryna pop up like a ollieYou heard they killed
Amwho? Drugs talkinʼ, sound like mollyCan someone tell the
Gvlogs, «Get off of my D»?Never had no
Fdoubt if Iʼm gonʼ make it or no probablyʼCause I ainʼt Dummy,
Em7Rah, U.E, or Woo LottiChorus:
AmGrateful for the shit I got ʼcause I come from a hard lifeGDemons on my mental, saw some shit I wanna archiveFFeds lookinʼ out tryna bring a nigga downJust
Em7thinkinʼ bout the possibility, I frownAmFar out on that water, Father, donʼt let me drownGI can hear my grandma sayinʼ, «Donʼt let me down»FPeople wanna kill me, always keep my gun ʼroundPray I
Em7squeeze first, I canʼt lose the millies I foundAm GNo, I canʼt lose the millies I
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