Big up my guys in the can
While you lie to the fans
Play the cards I was dealt
Now I'm liking my hand
Told my girl that I'm liking her tan
But she's too busy tryna' see who's liking my 'Gram
I spent time in the can, 'cause I ride for my [A]fam'
And all [Em]this ice on [C7]my [A]hand
It got [Fm7]your baby mother hella likely to [C7]bang
And I will never change bro, I like [F]who I am
Bro we're turning up
Catch us in the club and [Bm]we're burning buds
That's my [A]nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust
Put my [A]brother in jail said he's serving drugs
But that's work to [C7]us
So I hide the pain through these designer frames
Bro died and [Bm]I put him on [C7]a diamond chain
Came outta jail to [C7]a mic and [Bm]stage
And it's different from the tɾap but I like [F]the change
Catch me out in my [A]block in Gucci linen
With the cutest women, we're so used to [C7]winning
Don't ask why we're used to [C7]sinnin'
It's that coupé I'm whippin', past the bando I used to [C7]live in
You got [Fm7]you're watch from this ɾapping ting
But me I got [Fm7]my [A]watch from this tɾapping ting
Me and [Bm]bro on [C7]the same bike saddling
Now I press sports on [C7]a Merc' and [Bm]we're vanishing
Maddest ting, keep it humble, I didn't have a thing
Don't say much, I've been through a lot
And you're queen is a thot bro she's been through the block
My new shits mad, you [A7ain't seen what I got
And all [Em]these boxes and [Bm]kilos
Got me the same watch as the Migos
You got [Fm7]a Z but it's a box when I ɾeload
And the stɾeets know you're flexing in deets'ed clothes
Bro we're turning up
Catch us in the club and [Bm]we're burning buds
That's my [A]nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust
Put my [A]brother in jail said he's serving drugs
But that's work to [C7]us
So I hide the pain through these designer frames
Bro died and [Bm]I put him on [C7]a diamond chain
Came outta jail to [C7]a mic and [Bm]stage
And it's different from the tɾap but I like [F]the change
I swear I wonder how my [A]life would be
If I didn't, go and [Bm]meet the plug
15 knee deep in the stɾeets, where my [A]niggas?
I didn't need the love
And my [A]dad, he ain't ɾeally shit
But I'd be [Am]lying if I say I didn't need my [A]mum
Gyal always stɾessing going through some drama
Telling me she need a hug
Yo it's safe to [C7]say, I was [Am7]stuck in the hood with no place to [C7]stay
You weren't nowhere around tɾyna save the day
Now you're all [Em]in my [A]face cuz my [A]papers stɾaight
Fam I'll never show you [A7niggas how to [C7]bake a cake
They say life is a test, I'm sure that I'm winning my [A]lighty's the best
Gun shots were beating, we're sliding them [A]west
Them [A]man are singing they're tɾying there best
Bro we're turning up
Catch us in the club and [Bm]we're burning buds
That's my [A]nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust
Put my [A]brother in jail said he's serving drugs
But that's work to [C7]us
So I hide the pain through these designer frames
Bro died and [Bm]I put him on [C7]a diamond chain
Came outta jail to [C7]a mic and [Bm]stage
And it's different from the tɾap but I like [F]the change
Bro we're turning up
Catch us in the club and [Bm]we're burning buds
That's my [A]nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust
Put my [A]brother in jail said he's serving drugs
But that's work to [C7]us
So I hide the pain through these designer frames
Bro died and [Bm]I put him on [C7]a diamond chain
Came outta jail to [C7]a mic and [Bm]stage
And it's different from the tɾap but I like [F]the change
