Tom: Bm Bm Em D Bm A [Verse 1: Vado] Bm F#m Fuck duckin' drug enforcement F#m Tryna turn my niggas to Doug Morrises Bm Put 'em in position, become bosses F#m Writings on the wall, when spittin' I hung portraits Bm F#m Waves spinnin', I'm dumb nauseous F#m If you got a few sittin' I want more of it Bm Never take the first number the judge offers A I'm in the Gucci store right under the Trump office Bm F#m Are you living or you existin'? F#m Gotta start living, can't be resistant Bm No matter how you get it just be persistent A Consistent, from not become a statistic Bm F#m Realistic, no lie F#m I'm at these niggas necks and I'm gifted, bow tie Bm Claimin' you the best, what you sniffin'? Bro high F#m Sugar Ray Leonard, it be hittin' like no mas, hah Bm F#m Shame on a nigga, they tryna run game on a nigga F#m Like I ain't learn the game from a nigga Bm Ready to cock back and aim on a nigga F#m Droppin' the top back in the rain on a nigga Bm F#m Rims bendin' the corners, bad bitches is on us F#m Breakin' day with the hittas, hit dirty kitchen in the morning Bm Breakin' haze in the swisher, that piff be havin' me yawnin' F#m Niggas claiming they with you, until it's rainin' and stormin' Bm F#m That fake shit, smile up in your face shit F#m Get around niggas and always sayin' some hate shit Bm How you been eatin'? Ain't never hand 'em a plate shit F#m Always see you speedin', up down the block in the spaceship Bm F#m Hoodie on, BAPE fit, my blood on his ape shit Clip will go bananas on any tree that he shake with Bm Feds in the cameras, they tryna peep every payment F#m Move like Sopranos we only speak in the basement Bn F#m Check my bank statements, while I stay patient Niggas ain't playin', be careful who you play with Bm F#m Huh, you think shit a game Got stopped by Police, gave a different name Bm F#m Had my OG give me different game Before my face was on the piece of a nigga chain Bm F#m Wish y'all could feel a nigga pain Climbin' out the hole like the nigga Bane Bm F#m Got a condo, a crib in Wayne Nothing around but mansions, got me feeling strange [Verse 2: Dave East] Bm Born crazy, late 80's and I'm still insane F#m From the streets, if you listen closely you can hear the train Bm F#m My man got me vexed like fuck a friendship Throw 80 at a nigga Mercedes and watch the Benz flip Bm My coach told me I was a loser and wouldn't win shit F#m Now I got twin chicks on my dick beggin' to french kiss Bm F#m Still got my GemStar, deflate all that gym shit Buck fifty work your face out, permanent grin shit Bm I used to keep a negative vibe, was on some Grinch shit F#m Skimp a lil work off the top, I used to pinch shit Bm F#m Uh, I just got off a jail call, an hour long Feds be listening so we kickin' it with the shower on Bm These niggas acid, I'm cocaine in powder form F#m Watch his body drop, then we pulled off knockin' Quiet Storm Bm Yellow butter soft, I'm feelin' like Ike Love F#m Everybody pull up with choppers, shit like a bike club Bm Lately I just come up with this shit, ain't gotta write much F#m I'm focused, niggas with no direction'll fuck your life up Bm It's orchestrated, how the fuck these niggas afford to hate it? F#m Smoke with the dead, I might walk inside a morgue and blaze it Bm These are scriptures, all my verses are more than sacred F#m It's levels to this, you ain't never heard no Porches racin' Bm F#m You ain't never been 'round no bitches that's more than basic The coke weak, don't trust the plug, then you oughta taste it Bm Put it on your gum, see how quick it numb F#m Your bitch stressed, she keep tellin' me 'bout how quick you cum Bm F#m When I think of the illest, I figure Big and Pun Put a fork in him, this nigga done, go get a gun Bm Fightin' ain't like you, confused, why would they hype you? F#m Nigga you Ron Harper, out here actin' like Michael Bm F#m This what the life do, my past women spiteful But fuck it, we got baking soda, let's see what this ice do Bm My man he just got his house I'm 'bout to send a kite through F#m Don't come around, I ain't invite you Bm F#m I used to do Mauri gators, them shits will bite you Don't nobody touch no money 'til the dice move Bm Just keep it tall, your mans sit and you see his call F#m Bitches talkin' bout Dave East from London the Edenwald Bm F#m I ain't scared of death, when I sleep, me and the Reaper talk Fresh out public housin', this life is better than we'd a thought Bm I want you off this Earth then we don't need to talk F#m Same rules apply, baby, she ain't fuckin' then she can walk