Told me chords and lyrics - KEVIN GATES

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[Verse 1]
[F]Help me, baby[C][Am]
[F][C]
[Am]Hate the way I'm feelin',
pain killers in the cup
Pray to God, I wanna end it,
seems I don't believe in much

[Verse 2]
Nobody did nothing [F]for me when
I'm on my knuckles
Quick to tell a nigga,
[C]"fuck 'em," I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart [Am]cold,
sick of lookin' out
Best niggas slow to major
and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' [F]belts,
even helped [C]'em out (helped 'em out)
You is not real, [Am]nigga,
you dependin' if your loyalty is bought
It sold to the highest bidder
Block- [F]block bitch niggas number,
never reconsider
[C]I was born a god, but I finally
got the [Am]pic ture
Couldn't mingle with the peasants,
you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble,
they'll kick you
[F]Work hard, trap by myself,
I don't kick it
[C]Turn my nose up,
sick of [Am]fuckin' with you bitches

[Verse 3]
[Am]Hate the way I'm feelin',
pain killers in the cup
Pray to God, I wanna end it, seems

[Verse 4]
I don't believe in much
[Am]Searchin' for love in the [Dm]wrong places
Now I'm givin' [Am]up, suicide been contemplated,
think I really had enough
I think I [Dm]really had [Am]enough
Wanna be[C]lieve all the [Dm]lies that they told me,
that they told me
[C]Wanna bel[Am]ieve all the lie[Dm]s that they told me,
[Am]that they told me[Dm]

[Verse 5]
We shared the same [F]cell,
helped 'em bond out
We play the game well,
I'm con[C]fused by the news
I don't pick and choose
[Am]Everyday ready for death,
nigga, win or lose
Brains blowed out,
I'm still goin' to court
Rest in [F]piece gangster Reezy, I miss you,
swear to God
Mar[C]quise got murdered
two weeks after we talked
That [Am]other boy pussy, he lyin',
we never fought
Scared of a nigga,
the yard, he never walked
[F]Caught him in the chow hall,
'round the free people
[C]Locker full of shit, nigga,
I can feed people
Pen[Am]itentiary rich, got phones in the line
BWA, I was strong in the mind
[F]Dreka come and visit,
got richer, just let it pile
[C]Julio, I miss you, just hit me when
you get out
Free throw, [Am]shout to Kyrie,
right on assignment, could get him now
I don't want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga,
we swap it out
[F]Bullet after bullet after
bullet after bullet
[C]Walked down out the cut,
split open your chest
[Am]Rubber band up,
never seen it, I'm a skeptic
Y'all praise a bitch nigga, man,

[Verse 6]
I still ain't get it yet
[F]Hate the way I'm feelin',
pain killers in [C]the cup
Pray to [Am]God, I wanna end it, seems

[Verse 7]
I don't believe in much
[Am]Searchin' for love in the [Dm]wrong places
Now I'm givin' [C]up, sui[Am]cide been contem[C]plated,
think I [Dm]really [Am]had enough
[C]I think I rea[Dm]lly had enough
[Am]Wanna be l[C]ieve all the lies [Dm]that they told me,
that they [C]told me
Wanna believe all the [Dm]lies that they told me,
yeah, that they told me
[F]

[Verse 8]
[C]
That they told me
[Am]Hate the way I'm feelin',
pain killers in the cup
Pray to God, I wanna end it,
seems I don't believe in much