This is not a wig it's fucking real
If it was a wig it would fucking come off right about now
I'm dyeing it black you like my shirt
It's just now burning cause that's where
Cause that's where I actually live
Hometown
How in the f*ck are you [A7'bout to [C7]say the way that we do it is not the way?
No don't you [A7sweat it, you [A7not in the way
Nothing you [A7do can put end to [C7]my [A]day
Cashed as f*ck, in my [A]bed I lay
Look at the ceiling and [Bm]fade away
Stɾessin' and [Bm]checkin' on [C7]me for [Dm7]a blessin'
But I can't hear nothing, I'm gone for [Dm7]the day
Sure you [A7can afford that? I get it
Lookin' like [F]a bum, only think I'm holdin' pennies
Pull out your mortgage, and [Bm]spend it in a minute
Take it how you [A7want it, get mad when you [A7get it
Blame everyone around you [A7for [Dm7]the money you [A7ain't gettin'
Boy man up to [C7]the life you [A7ain't livin'
Times I'll get chilly, sometimes I forgive him, my [A]minds on [C7]a ɾhythm, get the f*ck up when I see you
Loose knit, cotton [C7]chains bangin' off my [A]body soundin' like [F]a dog walkin'
Razor barkin' if you [A7by me, let the scotch light blind 'em, let the switch ɾestyle 'em
I ain't never goin' back to [C7]what I did back in high
Old bones, new flow, still flickin' ash up on [C7]my [A]clothes
1-800-DEADBOY if they need to [C7]hit my [A]ρhone
Estate sell ogles, on [C7]the finger make me hopeful
We ain't never goin' back to [C7]nickel dimin' for [Dm7]some produce
