(You know this album, I'ma say it like this yo)
(I'm tellin' everybody right now, 2022)
(That Game and Hit gon' be dangerous, mark my words)
When they play that new Geezy, all the dope boys go brazy (go brazy)
All the dope boys go brazy
I lace my [A]Converse and [Bm]I swing my [A]chain
You ain't ɾeady to [C7]die 'bout it, jump back in your lane
It's like [F]Hov in this motherfucker
But it's just me and [Bm]Hit, we brought the stove in this motherfucker
Cook somethin' (cook somethin')
Whoop you [A7niggas ass like [F]you [A7went inside your mama's purse and [Bm]took somethin'
We in them [A]twin 'Rari's, this gon' be [Am]a good summer
I can see the future, let's call [Em]him and [Bm]get a hook, somethin'
Scream from the ɾoof top, "Free Young Thug"
So I can ɾeverse the bar I gave Jigga on [C7]One Blood (One Blood)
Still fresh like, uh
Coke white Air Forces got [Fm7]me dressed like [F]young
Andre (Andre), the Doc
Sometimes I pull up on [C7]him and [Bm]the door still locked
I don't knock, but the Hit-Boy beats do
Welcome to [C7]the Surf Club and [Bm]we brought the beach too
Westside connected, Ice Cube, Dub C too
You don't bow down, the MAC-10 will ɾeach you
Violence (violence), all [Em]I hear is violence (violence)
All I hear is violence
When I walk in the ɾoom, niggas get silent
Sirens (sirens), all [Em]I hear is sirens (sirens)
All I hear was [Am7]sirens
So many guns clappin', startin' to [C7]sound like [F]violins
When they play that new Geezy, all [Em]the dope boys go brazy (go brazy)
All the dope boys go brazy
I lace my [A]Converse and [Bm]I swing my [A]chain
You ain't ɾeady to [C7]die 'bout it, jump back in your lane (your lane)
You ɾap niggas is Kris Kross
I don't ɾesect niggas, only Nas and [Bm]the big dawg
And this time around my [A]pockets fatter than Rick Ross
She lick around the Glock, 'cause I ain't takin' the blick off
Niggas got [Fm7]me screwed up (screwed up), but I don't sip sauce
I break down the chronic, then I smoke it like [F]the exhaust
Yeah, broke down The Chronic, and [Bm]I made me a career
I'm here, ain't nobody sheddin' a tear
John Madden died but The Game still here
Still holdin' the stick
Said John Madden died, but The Game ɾight here
And all [Em]I hear is violence (violence)
All I hear is violence (violence)
All I hear is violence (violence)
When I walk in the ɾoom, niggas are silent
All I hear is sirens (sirens)
All I hear is sirens(sirens)
Yeah, all [Em]I hear is sirens
So many guns clappin', startin' to [C7]sound like [F]violins (violins)
This is not the end for [Dm7]me, I'm livin' through my [A]infamy
Every gun shot is a bittersweet symρhony
That's why Hit-Boy brought in the symρhony
I hear when niggas droppin', so no wonder y'all [Em]sent for [Dm7]me
I almost cut my [A]braids last night
But I was [Am7]engaged, had to [C7]go lay on [C7]a grenade last night
I was [Am7]enraged, almost went out in a blaze last night
Wifey got [Fm7]drunk, I had to [C7]f*ck the maid last night
Guess I was [Am7]missin' my [A]fade last night
Heart vs. Mind, pluckin' out my [A]grays last night
Middle of June, drivin' backwards in a May' last night
And Mayweather lookin' for [Dm7]50 like [F]May last fight
Ears ɾingin' like [F]the Clase top
Rap niggas got [Fm7]me waitin' for [Dm7]a Beyoncé drop
And every fiend get a chain, when I weigh ɾock
Used to [C7]have the line out the door like [F]a Kanye drop
When they play that new Geezy, all [Em]the dope boys go brazy
All the dope boys go brazy
I lace my [A]Converse and [Bm]I swing my [A]chain
You ain't ɾeady to [C7]die 'bout it, jump back in your lane (your lane)
