[Start]
[Verse]
Am Fmaj7 Dm Fmaj7
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C
I've seen a ■ lot of shit
F
Yeah Seen a lot of shit
Am
I've seen a lot of shit I shouldn't have but never forgot it though
F Dm
Brothers on the corner sellin' crack like it was nada though
F
Walk inside my kitchen bakin' soda all up on the floor
Dm F
Police bangin' on the door while grippin' a zero point four four
Am
I was just a youngin' but this type of shit I've seen before
F Dm
Y'all see a white boy but my daddy a negro
F Am
Halfbreed motherfucker grip the mic and he flow
F Dm
I just wanna spread love they want me to bleed slow
Dm
I just wanna keep the peace and help people
F Dm
Give some of this money that I'm makin' to the people
Dm
So if you hatin' on me goddamn you evil
F Dm
And just don't understand 'cause I'm flyer than Knievel
Dm
Been through a lot of shit but I keep it on the DLo
F Dm
Never bustin' in 'em streets but I keep it G though
F Am
I ain't into fairy tales I'm just me ho
F Dm
Only thing I talk about is everything that we know
F
I heard you've got a fuckin' problem bitch I bet I beast
Dm
Ain't no need to reach I don't need a piece
Dm
I just kill 'em with kindness yeah we leave 'em deceased
Dm
And tell it like it is so now you got it capeesh Homie word up
Am
Let me bring it back down
F
They think it's a game right now
Dm F Am
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
F
Back where I came from now
Fmaj7
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
Fmaj7
They think it's a game right now
Fmaj7
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
Fmaj7
Back where I came from now
Dm
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
Dm
I hope you live a long life hatin'
Dm
Now watch every Grammy just to see who they nominatin' uh
Dm
So successful they probably say I signed with Satan
Dm
But I got God on my side always down to ride
Am F
Don't get it twisted I ain't perfect in the least
Dm Dm
I'm still all up in your girl jeans ■ like a crease
Am
Matter fact like a geneticist
Dm
These rappers' records comin' out they so repetitive
Am F Dm
Shout out my homie Chance peace to Skizzy Mars
F
Rattpack homie Castro we droppin' bars
Dm
It's all love man this shit is ours
F
They never thought I'd make it shootin' for the stars
Dm
Yeah I'm a born sinner but it's a Cole world
Dm
Shout out my homies that know me can't forget my old girl
Dm
But that's a touchy subject like a priest woah
Am
I heard y'all finally eatin' over there we got a feast though
F
Keep it Rattpack 'til the beat go
Dm F
You might not get the flow now let it seep though
Am F
Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor
Dm F
But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio
Dm
Racism all up in 'em that shit is irrelevant
Dm
My flow is colorblind rappin' for the hell of it
Dm
I don't give a fuck my mindstate celibate
Am
Run quick tell a bitch rap gettin' me hella rich
F
Out the blue like Ella Fitz my flow is so elegant
Dm F
Death before dishonor murderin' rappers in front of they mamas
Dm
I rep Artanis decipher the word 'cause it's Ebonics
Dm
Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra yes I gotcha bitch it's Logic
Am
Let me bring it back down
[Chorus]
F
They think it's a game right now
Dm F Am
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
F Dm
Back where I came from now ■
Fmaj7
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
Fmaj7
They think it's a game right now
Fmaj7
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
Fmaj7
Back where I came from now
Fmaj7
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
Fmaj7
Mmm I'm thinkin'
Okay yeah
[Outro]
Am F Dm F Dm F Dm Am
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F Dm F Dm F
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[End]
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