Тональность: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
Hold me, hold me,
C
F
G
Am
hold me
C
F
G
Am
Look, somewhere in the sky
Way above the clouds
Bitch, I'm so high
C
I ain't never coming down
F
Weight up on my shoulders,
I got problems by the pounds
They tryna sneak up in my castle
G
and they confiscate my crown
Am
But I won't let em know I can't let em
Still got some issues
C
with some people that's unsettled
F
Focused on my future
but they tryna get a shovel
Just to dig some dirt up on me
G
but I won't stoop to they level
Am
Nah, I came too far to let em set me back
I put my heart and soul
F
I'm passionate about this shit
I'm calculating every step
She been in the bathroom for two hours,
G
still ain't ready yet
Am
But I was born ready
I weathered the rain
even when the storms heavy
C
F
Whippin' wood grain on a cherry red Chevy
In my own lane,
tryna reach a new setting
G
Am
Baby, I got goals
It's do or die, tellin' answers,
C
F
you an d I
They tellin' lies, want the truth,
G
Am
look in they eyes
Ain't no surprise,
C
see the snakes in they disguise
F
Help me, help me, help me
Tryna survive in these streets
Am
Look, baby, I got goals
and my list is long
Thinkin' you the one I'm trickin' on,
C
you must be misinformed
F
I know I'ma get it, I got itchy palms
Ain't no clippin', I'ma smoke it
G
till this biggie's gone
Am
Uh, I'm bout my paper,
but don't get me wrong
The money secondary
C
when it comes to livin' long
F
Cause health is wealth,
take care of that if nothing else
I'm talking quality living,
G
my nigga, yeah, that top shelf
Am
You worry about the wrong things
You know everything on the blouse
C
But don't have no knowledge yourself
F
When the real ones in the room
Man, you niggas quiet as a mouse
Don't even lie to yourself
G
For them people, slide to your house
Am
Fuck the scare tactics
I slept on an air mattress
Pray to God for a blessing
C
He sent me a care package
F
I still think it's crazy
I really got fans blasting my shit
I got a blow with a passion
G
Am
like this
Hoppy, hoppy, hoppy
Let's do or die, till it ends,
C
F
you and I
Hoppy, hoppy, hoppy
They tellin' lies, want the truth,
G
Am
look in they eyes
Hoppy, hoppy, hoppy
Ain't no surprise,
F
C
F
see the snakes in they disguise
Hoppy, hoppy, hoppy
Tryna survive in these streets
Am
G
Am
C
F
and stay alive
G
Am
C
F
You
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