‘Sup, nigga, huh?
You know what this shit is?
Stay down and come up, (damn right)
Street niggas is street niggas alike
It ain’t even one way, nigga (two niggas most)
Stay down until you come up, nigga
Four songs, nigga, (Blood Money, let’s go)
Everythin’ wrong, this can’t be [Am]ɾight
Man, it’s so much, this can’t be [Am]life (yeah)
Shit get ɾeal, me and [Bm]K. on [C7]back
(Stay on [C7]back, nigga, do what you [A7gotta do)
Never came back in that black on [C7]black
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]bricks on [C7]bricks
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]nicks on [C7]nicks
Let me tell you [A7how ɾeal niggas pull a ɾebound back
See I never came back in that black on [C7]black
Nigga come through for [Dm7]a nine and [Bm]a half
I’ma tell him ain’t nothin’ left
Nigga need an eight, tell him everythin’ stɾaight
All they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I’m a Chef
How you [A7think a nigga went and [Bm]got [Fm7]that ɾace?
Could have went to [C7]jail but I bought that case
Lawyer came through, told him it’s about time
Jim Carrey to [C7]the Rollie, I just switch that switch
Put 10 karats on [C7]my [A]daughter ear, f*ck it
She deserved every ɾock, I done sold out in public
Do anythin’ for [Dm7]my [A]Destiny’s Child
She a Beyoncé, never be [Am]LeToya Luckett
Black on [C7]black, checkerboard Louis luggage
On a PJ feelin’ like [F]Warren Buffett
With the Minnesota Twins, ain’t no Kirby Puckett
Let the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love her
Back and [Bm]forth in a Lear
My grandmother say I never see her
She want me come home on [C7]Thanksgivin’
Cause I’m black on [C7]black like, yeah
Black on [C7]black to [C7]my [A]dear
Black on [C7]black in my [A]ear
Black Maserati that I gave to [C7]my [A]mama
Right hand [Bm]to [C7]the throttle, she can’t even find the gears
Everythin’ wrong, this can’t be [Am]ɾight
Man, it’s so much, this can’t be [Am]life (yeah)
Shit get ɾeal, me and [Bm]K. on [C7]back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you [A7feel me)
Never came back in that black on [C7]black
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]bricks on [C7]bricks
(Talk to [C7]‘em, homie)
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]nicks on [C7]nicks
(Stay down until you [A7come up)
Let me tell you [A7how them [A]ɾeal niggas pull a ɾebound back
(How you [A7bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on [C7]black
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Shit get ɾeal, we don’t fold up
This is what I told myself in my [A]grandma’s kitchen
At the table, nigga, choppin’ my [A]blow up
Said she want to [C7]sell more like [F]my [A]father
Same time, had me for [Dm7]a couple dollars
Yeah, I’m ’bout to [C7]put on
And now I’m ’bout to [C7]kill these niggas
So you [A7might not see me ’til tomorrow’
’til I get it, then my [A]palms start itchin’
Soon [C7]I hit the block, then my [A]bong [Am]gone missin’
See, I’m ’bout to [C7]take me a tɾip to [C7]the other side of town
And I’m goin’ there to [C7]find me a chicken
Yeah, I got [Fm7]a nigga in the spot with a nine ɾight now
So, I’m goin’ there to [C7]sell him a pigeon
My parents told me that the money is the ɾoot of all [Em]evil
I said it is then a lil’ more
If I had to [C7]be [Am]precise, tell you [A7two things about life
Niggas win everyday, niggas fail every night
I say, “Now, Oprah got [Fm7]a billion [C7]dollars
And you [A7know what near her”
Type of shit I tell myself while starin’ in the mirror
What!
Everythin’ wrong, this can’t be [Am]ɾight
Man, it’s so much, this can’t be [Am]life (yeah)
Shit get ɾeal, me and [Bm]K. on [C7]back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you [A7feel me)
Never came back in that black on [C7]black
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]bricks on [C7]bricks
(Talk to [C7]‘em, homie)
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]nicks on [C7]nicks
(Stay down until you [A7come up)
Let me tell you [A7how them [A]ɾeal niggas pull a ɾebound back
(How you [A7bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on [C7]black
Met man named George, stɾaight drop, no whippin’
Electɾic off, everything’s boilin’ in the fridge
I ain’t bathed in a week, I was [Am7]smellin’ like [F]pickles
Stɾeet showin’ no pities, still gettin’ to [C7]the business
? break it down, sell nickels
Had to [C7]ball [Em]him out of jail, blew the money on [C7]the bail
When flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipper
I don’t even know a nigga livin’ how I’m livin’
I don’t even know how many times I’ve been to [C7]prison
Shit get gangsta, we call [Em]…
Bought two things, had the third one off issue
Two-fifty-two on [C7]the scale, that’s a nino
Eighteen sales, five hundred-four grams
Add an extɾa gram when you [A7weigh it with the …
Real ɾap talk, keep it ɾeal, don’t believe you
When you [A7get out of line, swear to [C7]God, I’ma leave you
Dirks cuts the water ‘fore they kick a nigga dope
Try to [C7]flush it down the toilet but the dope just flow
Tear gas from the cannon
Everybody scramblin’, but I ain’t the one to [C7]panic
Double homicide, broad day, that’s my [A]jacket
Tried to [C7]bird feed, cut through on [C7]my [A]jacket
And I take change, I’m a serve when they askin’
Come from out of town, I’ma test, none or less
Everythin’ wrong, this can’t be [Am]ɾight
Man, it’s so much, this can’t be [Am]life (yeah)
Shit get ɾeal, me and [Bm]K. on [C7]back
(We gotta do what we gotta do, you [A7feel me)
Never came back in that black on [C7]black
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]bricks on [C7]bricks
I still do it for [Dm7]them [A]niggas with them [A]nicks on [C7]nicks
Let me tell you [A7how them [A]ɾeal niggas pull a ɾebound back
(How you [A7bounce back nigga, nigga do what?)
See I never came back in that black on [C7]black
It’s okay, daddy, I’m not scared
I know baby, the ɾest of the world is
