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[Verse 1] [Am]I tu[G]rned the preacher daughter[Am] bad, I think I'm a dummy These niggas know what up, know I'm [C]bout whateva' I'm in the streets I [Am]keep that heat, you know I be steppin' [Verse 2] [Am]I miss the nawf just like my granny, my heart in them trenches [G]Yo' girl gone cheat on you[Am] for nothing So I'm done with these bitches I think about it every minute, ain't stoppin' my mission [Em]On my payroll I go[Am]t hittas [F]I pay 'em commis[Am]ion Interrogated by detectives won't tell 'em I did it [G]I told Montana tha[Am]t I love him, on Dave I meant it Put 20 thousand on his head, they catch him I send it [Em]Get on m[Am]y knee on side the bed like "[F]father, forgive me" Was [Am]sellin' weed fucked up my profit, I ain't make a dolla' [G]The fame getting to [Am]my niggas, I cut off my [F]partner[Am]s Before I call on you, I put my trust up in [Em]this [G]choppa' Movin' like he [Am]can 't get touched real q[F]uick, I bet I stop em' Nig[Am]ga ain't give me shit but hand out like I owe him something I don't [G]give a fuck if [Am]we step together, [F]I'll show you something [Am]Bitches think they slick, they all de[F]ceive so I'll never [Am]love em' [Em]Bre was my first l[Am]ove but she changed so [F]I'll never trust her [Am] [Verse 3] This the files of a nigga who ain't [G]neva' bleed This the story [Am]of a child who was in [F]them streets [Am]Why the fuck I'm taking care of them? They ain't do shit for me [G]Why the fuck I'm showing you so [Am]much love? And bitch you leaving me [Verse 4] Keandre dead, the only thing [Am]I think about is Tyler [G]I'm full of pain and wak[Am]e up every morning and I'm smilin' They think I'm dumb You got me fucked up I got plenty knowledge [Em]They don't give a fuck about how I[Am] feel They [F]don't know my problems Just [Am]'cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you said [G]I let some shots off in[Am] the air for my niggas dead Do anything in the world for you, I'm livin' red [Em]Showin' love to th[Am]em niggas [F]they might bust my head Mad [Am]'bout a gun, but for a fact I won't do you nothin' [G]Mad that I'm up but [Am]you remember you ain't give me nothing I ain't give up on my mission, fuck you mean bitch I was steady hustlin' [Em]Handin' all you [G]niggas [Am]money bitch an[F]d I steady strugglin' [Am]Montana know about my pain and everything I told him [G]I told him watch what he [Am]was saying, but shit I had to fold him Up in that cell bitch I was cryin' with no one to hold [Em]me Youngboy a soldier, [Am]I remember wha[F]t my grampa told me[Am] Batty bwoy if you cross I'ma take your life [G]I'm full of drugs so I'm[Am]a die if I get caught tonight Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright [G]NBA[Am] to the end, it's a way of life Young nigga fillin' up his arm with some heroin [G]He was abandoned as [Am]a child screaming red rum You spell it backwards, what that mean? Nigga murder [Em]Livin' [Am]wrong or right, trustin' nobody [F]'til the his time come Yo' [Am]ex just exposed you, now you mad like I was neva' here [G]Where I come from I got[Am]ta keep this bitch up on my hip Momma' forgive me for all the times I use to trip [Em]Know its a purpose in th[Am]is world [F]why I need to live It [Am]ain't too long [Verse 5] Y'all don't give a fuck [Am]'bout me, bitch [G]I did something for all[Am] y'all, y'all got me fucked up Out the flap I ain't gotta' smile in nobody face [G]Y'all tell me 'bout all y'all [Am]problems, y'all don't ask how I'm feelin' huh? Bitch I been feelin' like I'm finna die Bitch I cry alone [G]This for all the[Am]m young niggas who gone And all the people who miss they babies, you heard me? Fuck [G]everybody who ain't [Em]mine, y'all [Am]ain't making my life no betta', gang [Verse 6] Young [Am]nigga fillin' up his arm with some heroin [G]He was abandoned as [Am]a child screaming red rum You spell it backwards, what that mean? Nigga murder [Em]Livin' [Am]wrong and right, trustin' nobody 'til [F]the his time come [Am]Batty bwoy if you cross I'ma take your life [G]I'm full of drugs so [Am]I'ma die if I get caught tonight Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be al[Em]right[Am] NBA to the end, [F]it's a way [Am]of life [Outro 1] [G][Am] [G][Am] [G][Am] [G][Am]
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