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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| B|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------| G|-----------------|---6---6---6---6-|-----------------|-----------------| D|---6---6---6---6-|-----------------|---9---9---9---9-|---8---8---8---8-| A|-----------------|-4---4---4---4---|-7---7---7---7---|-6---6---6---6---| E|-4---4---4---4---|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
Why you G#malways gotta be like that, like that? C#mTrust issues, man, my bad, my back's Got Estab wounds in it, my bad my past's Got D#snake one's in it, fucked by my last G#mI'm just tryna get where my family's at C#mIf I die soon, no asthma attack Breathe Ein, breathe out, in, breathe out But I D#ain't gonna get it, 'less my ass is fat G#mSaid producers that I used to chase A C#mlot of "Will you just listen to my tape?" A Elot of "I know that I don't got a name" But a D#lot of "I know, I know I'm gonna break"
A G#mlot of these dick-riders finna change C#mI don't even got one, now I'm getting brains EI don't even got one, now I'm getting raD#tings Bitch, you just a little late, so-G#m
Please step to the C#mside I got real ones waiting to Eride for me Waiting to D#ride for me So you don't, G#mget to the front of the C#mline I got real ones waiting from Etime for me You ain't ready to D#fight with me
G#mRide, ride, C#mride You ain't ready to Eride with me You ain't ready to D#ride with me G#mRide, ride, C#mride You ain't ready to Eride with me You ain't ready to D#ride with me
Oh, G#mYessie We loved you from your C#mBrampton days Love you for your Edriftwood ways Moving like we D#knew this But we read it off your G#mWiki page Strangers waving C#mflags these days But I ain't Emad at the new love I'm just D#mad at the old ones Tryna bust a switch up G#mThese producers that I used to chase C#mI used to hear that I'm too new for the game EA lot of these weak ones that I'ma replace D#Brush me off, I'ma make that a mistake
A G#mlot of these dick-riders finna change C#mI don't even got one, now I'm getting brains EI don't even got one, now I'm getting raD#tings Bitch, you just a little late, so-G#m
Please step to the C#mside I got real ones waiting to Eride for me Waiting to D#ride for me So you don't, G#mget to the front of the C#mline I got real ones waiting from Etime for me You ain't ready to D#fight with me
G#mRide, ride, C#mride You ain't ready to Eride with me You ain't ready to D#ride with me G#mRide, ride, C#mride You ain't ready to Eride with me You ain't ready to D#ride with me
Please step to the C#mside I got real ones waiting to Eride for me Waiting to D#ride for me So you don't, G#mget to the front of the C#mline I got real ones waiting from Etime for me You ain't ready to D#fight with me, yuh
(In, breathe out, in, breathe out)
Please step to the C#mside I got real ones waiting to Eride for me Waiting to D#ride for me So you don't, G#mget to the front of the C#mline I got real ones waiting from Etime for me You ain't ready to D#fight with me