Original Key: A Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 85
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
B#m F#m Gm
B#m
Lord, I come to you with a heavy heart
B#m
My life been hard from the very start
B#m
That shit be hard, but I still play my part
B#m
Wanna Do right even tho' I live wrong
 I watched my F#mdawg Go to trial off my cellGmphone

B#m
The realest hittin', guess they never got the memo
B#m
I'm on these Perc's, they hittin' hard just like [?]
B#m
They on my trail, they can't keep up with my tempo
 Don't want the bF#mlame so they find someone to telGml on

B#m
Where your block? I fuck around and come and spin it
B#m
Don't want to talk to feds, probably got my digits
B#m
Free Melly it been love since the beginning
 Talking 'bout suF#mbpoena, tell that lady I ain't getGm it (Let's go)

B#m
If you ask my name, bend it, I ain't in it (Yah, yah)
B#m
Put some respect up on my name when you spit it (Yah, yah)
B#m
And don't forget I'm one of the ones who really with it (Yah)
 Ain't been on TwittF#mer, usually keep me out your mentiGmons (Fah, fah)

B#m
I'm at the house eating McDonald's with my kitties (Yeah)
B#m
I be really quick to flash so I be chilling
B#m
When I'm in the B, I got my Glock all up in Atlantics
 You play them kiF#mllers, coming through just like a entrGmance (Ah)

B#m
What's the deal? I'm just tryna let you know
B#m
I fuck around and take a niggas soul

Two plus Two, I be throwing up that B#m
 I kicked it inF#m when they try to lock the doGmor
B#m
Fuck the cops siren, never tell 'em "Please" (Never)
B#m
I'm eating chop's, but I'm still 'bout the C
B#m
I got two kids I just really need my cheese
 Try to take 'em frF#mom me, I'm gon' make a nigga blGmeed (Bitch, please)

B#m
I got blood in my eyes, I can't see (I can't see)
B#m
I don't play 'cause I always play to keep (Fah, fah)
B#m
On top my shotta, nigga ass with a beam (Ah huh)
 Got it in my pF#mocket like my phone I let it rinGmg 


B#m
Hello
B#m
What up blood?
B#m
You know I ain't got [?] phone
B#m
What's happenin' boy?
B#m
Why is you out there playin' with them people, man?
B#m
Get a [?]
B#m
Stand on this shit, man [?] the real gang, man
 GoF#m blick in on them bitcheGms right
B#m
Thought it was over, they turnt they back and won't fuck with me (Fuck)
B#m
I lost it all and got it back, I told 'em "Look at me" (Look at me)
B#m
I'm standing tall, it ain't no folding
B#m
Clutching bad, I'm always holdin 20
 MonF#mey always be my motive
B#m
So if you owe me, act like you know me
B#m
And every time I turn around they always asking 'bout that boy
B#m
I'on give a fuck about no pill, I push it down and that's on God
B#m
He got more money, got more plaques, but I been that before this rap
 I turn a nF#migga into a pack and he goGmn' [?] that's a fact

B#m
You don't believe my words, Go and ask that nigga (Ask that boy)
B#m
I put a nigga in a bag, I sack a nigga (Ask that boy)
B#m
Feel that two, I see you, he in back edition (Poh, poh, poh)
B#m F#m Gm
He did a drill, I paid to find him like a traffic ticket (Poh, poh, poh)

B#m
See him in traffic I'm spinnin' [?]
B#m
They takin' his legs and takin' his face
B#m
I'm bringing that pressure, I'm making them pay
B#m
He play with them letters, he feelin' that K
B#m
Back in my cell I was clutching a blade
B#m
Back on that drink I just need me a tase
 WF#me get the drop then you better Go pray
 WanGmt a tat to their dead so I tat at they face

(What up B Real)

(HardBody)