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[Chorus: Swae Lee]
A#mPoor fool, streets don't love you like I dF#o (My mama always said) A#mI said close your mouth and eaF#t A#mYou make some paper, then you mF#ake your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) A#mPoor fool, streets don't love you like F#I do A#mI said close your mouth and F#eat You make some A#mpaper, then you make your own F#rules
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
A#mI'm from the hood and it's evident F#Used to sell drugs out my residence A#mStayed in section 8 with relatives F#Opportunity knockin', I let 'em in A#mI done put Forgis on everything F#I left the mall like Ginobili A#mAnd if I'm not successful, ainF#'t nobody gon' come console me A#mI pray my mama quit smokin' F#When my dad died, I got focused A#mI gotta table full of Ace of Spades F#I don't fuck around with you jokers (ooh) A#mAin't heard a word from my old friends F#Heard they wanna kick my doors in A#mI done loaded up the 2-2-3 F#I'm so high they might call a goaltend, yeah A#mLord knows, stashed work in the console A#mSo many autos in my garage, IF# can't open my car door A#mBond on me like the sun F#on me A#mGettin' this bread she say, "You dropped cF#rumbs on me" A#mWalked in the club and got onF#es only A#mNeed a tat on my stomach that say F#prawns only A#mRaised by single parent BlF#ack woman A#mThey call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to sF#poil me She always told me
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
A#mPoor fool, streets don't love you like I dF#o (My mama always said) A#mI said close your mouth and eaF#t A#mYou make some paper, then you mF#ake your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) A#mPoor fool, streets don't love you like F#I do A#mI said close your mouth and F#eat You make some A#mpaper, then you make your own F#rules
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
A#mSmoking on a yacht, call me F#Ricky Steamboat A#mBags full of gas, used to F#serve them through the screen door A#mTryna flip a brick, ShaF#q at the free throw A#mTaught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo A#mNo rules, mA#most of my partnas homesF#chooled A#mMost of my partnas got chaF#rges A#mAnd I ain't talking about no mothafuckin' doF#dges A#mTrappin' up outta the cF#ollege A#mI'm addicted to the rice at BenF#ihana A#mRaised by a single parent BlF#ack woman A#mThey call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to sF#poil me She always told me
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
A#mPoor fool, streets don't love you like I dF#o (My mama always said) A#mI said close your mouth and eaF#t A#mYou make some paper, then you mF#ake your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) A#mPoor fool, streets don't love you like F#I do A#mI said close your mouth and F#eat You make some A#mpaper, then you make your own F#rules