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[Verse 1] [Am](Dma[C]c on the fucking [G][F] [Am] [C] [G][F] [Am]track) (Tahj Money) [Verse 2] I'm so sick [C]of "Farewell s" and "R.I.P's" In the trenches yellin', "Gang- [G]gang," mob ties, what I [C]bleed [G]Don't claim to be a [F]opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' [Am]let that .9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I [C]breathe? I know she might cry if I leave [G]I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my [F]Rollie but I know time cannot freeze [Verse 3] Once you give my [Am]pussy up, it's over with Miss who you used to be, 'cause [C]that's who I was closer with I'm in my bag, now [G]I act like I don't know the bitch Before I knew what platinum [F]was, was tryna go on hits Well if he act like he 'bout [Am]it, then put him on the list You better pick out a cas[C]ket, 'cause they goin' quick They gassed him up, now tears [G]sheddin' when they post his pic I know 'bout some flukey shit, I [F]heard he died on a lick My whole squad's goin', [Am]bitch, we don't do no assist Potential wasted, couldn't stay in his [C]lane, he ain't know his niche Might catch him at the red [G]light, tryna load his blick Everyday a gamble with your [F]life, all we know is risk From the windy city where you're [Am]down to see the coldest shit [Verse 4] I'm so sick [C]of, "Farewell s" and "R.I.P's" In the trenches yellin', "Gang- [G]gang," mob ties, what I [C]bleed [G]Don't claim to be a [F]opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' [Am]let that .9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I [C]breathe? I know she might cry if I leave [G]I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my [F]Rollie but I know time cannot freeze [Verse 5] Switches on [Am]them glizzys, get to blowin' like it's four of me Promise to [C]my son, that the streets won't get no more of me Remember every [G]line from that obituary poetry See they peep [F]I'm ballin' now, just go back to ignorin' me Always [Am]gotta spazz, unleash the beast when they recordin' me Lord, I'm tryna [C]take it easy on 'em, but they forcin' me See him in [G]person, then that boy won't stand on shit he been sayin' Pop [F]shit like Taliban, loadin' up them sticks in the van You know it's [Am]fuck the other side 'cause my niggas gone Always been [C]fuck the other side, we don't get along If we bump [G]heads like Marvin Gaye, let's get it on Aim for the [F]head, that chopper spray, we get 'em gone Independ[Am]ent, her hair down, and she feelin' grown Tryna cor[C]rect her flaws, she filled with silicone And she ain't [G]all innocent, she did a nigga wrong I got a [F]playlist for your heart, girl, pick a [Am]song [Verse 6] I'm so sick [C]of, "Farewell s" and "R.I.P's" In the trenches yellin', "Gang- [G]gang," mob ties, what I [C]bleed [G]Don't claim to be a [F]opp, 'cause niggas die from that disease He gon' [Am]let that .9 blow with ease Can I speak my mind, can I [C]breathe? I know she might cry if I leave [G]I been fooled by liars and thieves Iced out my [F]Rollie but I know time [Outro 1] cannot freeze [Am][C] [G][F]
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