Тональность: F minor
Verse 1
Bm
G
A
G
Lemme tell y'all
a 'lil story about myself
Bm
This right here is a true story,
Verse 2
G
Bm
Ulcers hurt my salary,
G
alter my personality
Give it to you real,
Bm
I can't feed my culture no fallacy
You know my attitude,
arrogant, cocky rude
G
Eatin' off papi food,
D
G
used to be a stocky dude
Bm
Weighed two twenty,
Verse 3
Bm
G
Bm
wit two honies, I move monie
G
D
G
It's true dummy, dunny need a new tummy
Bm
it was no fun to work
D
A
G
Everyday my stomach hurt,
rippin' off my undershirt
Verse 4
G
Bm
The pain was no comparison,
G
Bm
stomach started cherishin'
G
Bm
Throwin' up in public, yo fuck it,
it was embarrassin'
Regurgitatin', green,
yellow, burgundy, boom
G
But came my urgency soon,
Verse 5
the emergency room
Bm
In there, no salvage,
treated like a cold savage
G
They said pimpin' symptoms,
huh, a dope addicts
There you have it,
A
but they ain't find no heroin
Bm
G
Coke, crack, dope, just weed,
but that's my medicine
Verse 6
G
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Bm
A
Say that I'm too gordy,
G
word to my blue maurys
Bm
This is a true story
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
A
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 7
A
Bm
Never mind stuntin', dime puffin,
D
Bm
doc spent his time frontin'
G
Bm
G
He like a bad detective,
Bm
G
he ain't find nuttin'
Bm
Besides that though,
D
I can't enjoy a movie, dinner
Bm
My son growin' up,
G
I'm lookin' like the movie thinner
Verse 8
G
I'm thinkin' suicide,
Bm
do or die, sit and cry
G
What hurt my baby moms
askin' if I'm gettin' high
D
G
A
She gonna play me a thug,
G
A
I told the lady I love
G
If it ain't hustlin' ma,
A
G
please don't relate me to drugs
Verse 9
A
G
Bm
G
I'm loosin' weight though,
Bm
everyday pounds and muscles
G
D
Gotta get off my ass,
G
D
hit some towns and hustle
G
Bein' sick, huh, it get sickenin' you know
I was too sick to do shows,
but still equipped to move O's
Verse 10
G
You know my attitude, get it how I get it
Bm
If I can shoot, I turn around,
I'm off my pivot
G
And oops, I thought I had it mapped
Weight started to gain again,
D
G
it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained again
Verse 11
G
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
D
G
A
Thought that it went away, uh,
oh, here it come again
Verse 12
body, I'm hard bodied,
Bm
G
D
word mommy, vanishin'
G
D
G
Hadda go low, the male clinic, Minnesota
Bm
G
D
I couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard place
G
For me, that's a odd place,
D
G
I'm only here by God's grace
Verse 13
Bm
Like a lab rat, them
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
sonogram
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be
stressed
Verse 14
G
The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
D
And that's irritable bowel child,
G
I hadda spit it y'all
Kick to y'all,
D
so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'all
G
D
G
Get it, get it, get it, get it?
Verse 15
G
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
A
G
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
A
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 16
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
G
word to my blue maurys
Bm
G
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Outro 1
uh oh, here it come again
G
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