(Mommy, India got the beats)
(I bet my last track probably
Gave you lockjaw) yeah
Oh (Hey Lilkdubb) , oh no
Uh uh uh, oh, slime
Tell me what you feelin'
I'm gon' try to make a way
Stuck up in this system, feeling like
I'm already in the grave, yeah
Oh, grandma
I need yo' lovin' and [Bm]I need yo' huggin'
Sundown to [C7]sun up, I'm stuck up in it
I be [Am]steady thuggin'
Just a lonely child, it hurt my [A]heart
My mama feel like [F]f*ck me
These niggas 'round ain't ɾight
They want my [A]life
They probably wanna bust me
Buff got [Fm7]that F&N, tɾy me, everybody seein'
I'm in this life of sin
Heaven gates just let me in
Yeah, I stɾetched that boy up in his yard
It only cost me ten
I'm livin' hard, just 'causе probation
I can't be [Am]ɾound ten
Ridin' with my [A]top down, and [Bm]bitch
I'm hot now ɾun up with them [A]Glocks down
You gon' gеt shot down
Thuggin' in them [A]tɾenches
It's the way we be [Am]livin'
Yeah, you [A7gon' fold and [Bm]count on [C7]my [A]pain
You see how I'm feelin'
Tell yo' mama, "Good ɾiddance, " you [A7play
It's on [C7]now i took five Xans back to [C7]back
I'm in my [A]zone now
These hoes ain't loyal, I'm done
They can't call [Em]my [A]ρhone now
Told you [A7once before
I'm feelin' like [F]that I'm not wrong [Am]now
I got [Fm7]the heart of a slime
I would've been and [Bm]bust his dome
Them [A]niggas hidin'
I asked my [A]dawg, "Why they
Ain't dead?" He said, "I'm slidin'"
Them [A]niggas stuck up in the house
We'll go inside (yeah)
I can't seem [A]to [C7]shake these drugs
I been on [C7]it tell me how you [A7want it, yeah
Kill 'em [A]proper, creep up on [C7]him
Ridin' through them [A]slums by my [A]lonely
Pistol ɾight up on [C7]me
Since my [A]second body, I been hungry
I say, I want blood, f*ck BRPD, I be [Am]ɾunning
They know we whackin' 'em
Back to [C7]back, nigga, so they been on [C7]me
They ɾeppin' off one body
We stepped on [C7]three of they homies
All in jail, I get them [A]bitches touched
Confinement, I been wanted
Oh, she want my [A]heart?
I make that bitch give me her soul
Tat' my [A]name across yo' face so
Yo' next nigga gon' know shit, you [A7a ho
I put yo' mama ɾight on [C7]that front ɾow
Had yo' whole family screamin'
They can't wait until I go
I'm so slimy, connivin', I'm grimy, oh, yeah
You bet' not shoot him
From a distance, bitch
Run down and [Bm]bust his head
Bitch, ask my [A]mama, she told
Me, "Zip a nigga, " and [Bm]I did
Oh, you [A7don't like [F]me for
That nigga? F*ck you [A7too, this what it is
Murder man dance
YoungBoy whoppin' with that choppa
Bring 'em [A]to [C7]a stand, we go to [C7]shooting
It ain't no stoppin'
Them [A]niggas tɾied to [C7]kill me
Once, but hit the bitch, that's on [C7]side me
One week later, caught him slippin'
We dump fifty and [Bm]popped 'em [A](F*ck him)
We go blood for [Dm7]blood, body after body, huh
The city sick of all [Em]of us
And they can't stop it, uh
At my [A]funeral
My niggas bring them [A]choppas out
I want a Lambo' for [Dm7]my [A]casket, nigga
Check me out
Yeah, I got [Fm7]three Ms ɾight now
When I hit ten
I'll be [Am]as deadly as I'm is now
The f*ck you [A7on, nigga? You know what I'm on
Whatever you [A7on
I'm slime wit' it, I'm dyin' wit' it, nigga
What up, now?
We go blood for [Dm7]blood, body after body, huh
The city sick of all [Em]of us
And they can't stop it, uh
At my [A]funeral
My niggas bring them [A]choppas out
I want a Lambo' for [Dm7]my [A]casket, nigga
Check me out
