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Make it out chords and lyrics - LIL DURK & LIL BABY
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[Verse 1] [Am]But if I call you my brother that mean you my brother, [F]know what I'm sayin' Nothin' more, [G]nothin' less, [Am]family I been hearing too many ru[F]mors in these streets niggas tryin' kill us, rob us all that [G](What's up [Am]with that?) But it be the niggas that been around us, you know what I'm sayin'? Or be around [F]us We ain't gon' slip [G]up, we ten toes [Am]You know what I'm sayin' you know we gotta make it [F]out [G]That's how we gon' get it[Am] [Verse 2] I get so high I [Am]put these drugs into my [F]system I love you with all [G]my heart, ain't no prob[Am]ably You chose your life [F]over your [Am]son, [F]that shit killed him I never asked you for [G]anything, just your [Am]honesty How you trade on me like that? I'm your [F]family And she tried to [G]chase a bag for [Am]an athlete But two wrongs don't make it [F]right Get with your dog and [G]make it [Am]right [Verse 3] We do pop ups had my [Am]back when I was locked up [F]I was Glocked up Niggas hate 'cause they can't stop [G]us [Am](no no) We was turnt up, gang war can't knock us [F]Sliding in them DM's tryna slide [G]up on the oppas [Am]yeah I'm so nautious off them drugs, too high off [F]them Percocets Tryna follow behind my cousin, [G]I wasn't focused yet[Am] We would rob [G]the robbers, kill the killers, [F]label us a threat Extort your big [G]homie, like we from [Am]LAX I was so high, I wish I replied to LA's [F]text But we had [G]jumped into them streets and made a [Am]mess I was dressing my homies up for they funer[F]als Holding on they [G]OGs tight, they did the [Am]most Ducking from investigation, trying to keep my repu[F]tation Give them my expira[G]tion, looking for in[Am]spiration Pray for my generation, fuck Trump them [F]bitches racist Bought 'Raris just to race [G]it, yeah [Am]yeah [Verse 4] I get so high I [Am]put these drugs into my [F]system I love you with all [G]my heart, ain't no prob[Am]ably You chose your life over your son, that shit [F]killed him I never asked you for [G]anything, just your [Am]honesty How you trade on me like that? I'm your [F]family And she tried to [G]chase a bag for [Am]an athlete But two wrongs don't make it [F]right Get with your dog and [G]make it [Am]right [Verse 5] Joking, laugh all [Am]day to stop from [F]crying Keep my gun on [G]me to stop from [Am]dyin' Can't listen to no rumors 'cause it block my [F]mind Can't feed into that bull [G]shit ain't got the time [Am]I know what I did boy, this life I enjoy [F]Why you pretend boy, this [G]shit I live for [Am]it (uh huh) You was hooked on drugs I was Hooked on [F]Phonics Signed to the streets I ain't never go to college Asked you for [G]cash you ain't never say you got [Am]it (damn) But I gave you my last [F]yeah And I'm the same nig [G]ga since last [Am]year I told my mom I can't go down for this [F]case Got the same law[G]yer beat R. Kelly piss [Am]case State's attorney want me so [F]bad At [G]the time I need you [Am]bad Told myself ain't going [F]back Told my[G]self can't go like [Am]that [Verse 6] I get so high I [Am]put these drugs into my [F]system I love you with all [G]my heart, ain't no prob[Am]ably You chose your life over your son, that shit [F]killed him I never asked you for [G]anything, just your [Am]honesty How you trade on me like that? I'm your [F]family And she tried to [G]chase a bag for [Am]an athlete But two wrongs don't make it [F]right Get with your dog and [G]make it [Am]right [Outro 1] [F][G][Am] [F][G] [Am][F][G] [Am][F][G] [Am][F][G] [Am][F]
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