Romo
We was offside (Offside)
We was out of bounds (Out of bounds)
Without a hashtag, had a lot of pounds, ayy
Had to break it down
Split it up like a divorce
We stood tall in baggy pants
Wasn't takin' no shorts
Adapt to it, ɾap music was [Am7]taking it's course
Before the 'Gram
We sold grams and [Bm]scraped pans
Like we fryin' eggs
Got homies died in the feds
Now Juice got [Fm7]shows at Riverside, no ɾider
Man
Leeway
All the ɾules and [Bm]they with that he-say
We gon' ɾun it up like [F]a ɾelay
Blowin' that cake just like [F]a B day
On God, nigga
All my [A]niggas goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches
They goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches on [C7]God, nigga
All my [A]niggas goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches
We goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches
I don't care 'bout what you [A7want, ayy
Just let me be [Am]me (What?)
A gang of fallen soldiers, I'm
Still standing on [C7]my [A]feet, ayy
R-U double-C-D-A W-G
They let me off the leash
Now I'm ɾeady to [C7]eat
Okay, my [A]daddy still stuck in Tijuana, ayy
I'm just prayin' that I live to
See mañana, on [C7]my [A]mama, ayy
You talkin' peace
But my [A]homies ain't droppin' weapons
And we still G's but now
We Benihana steppin', ayy, go
Is there a ɾight way to [C7]do the wrong [Am]thing?
I got [Fm7]my [A]shit together
Now I'm in my [A]own lane
The type of nigga that'll die
For my [A]whole name (That's on [C7]Norf)
Shout out my [A]pops, that's Big Tak
Off that cocaine
Ayy, ayy, give me peace, give
Me life, give me justice, ayy
Roll the dice, gamble, my [A]life
I'm like [F]f*ck it (What?)
I don't tɾust shit, if I need
It, I won't ask you, nigga
You know lil' Rucci went
From ɾags to [C7]ɾiches, go
All a nigga needed was [Am7]leeway
All the ɾules and [Bm]they with that he-say
We gon' ɾun it up like [F]a ɾelay
Blowin' that cake just like [F]a B day
On God, nigga
All my [A]niggas goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches
They goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches on [C7]God, nigga
All my [A]niggas goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches
We goin' ɾags to [C7]ɾiches, oh
