调：F minor•
Verse 1
Lord knows he don't wanna die.
And ain't a nigga alive
Bb
Fm
Cm
And ain't a nigga sur
vive without
I ain't nothin' like the day.
Coming up on my own,
but I was holding my own
a mind of a dome
Check my background rap,
she see what I've done
flipping a poem
And remember people used to ask me,
why you always frowning?
and why it always down?
I was always brown
Dad never gave a fuck,
he wasn't always found
Bb
Cm
Thug life, nigga, we was always bound
it was always round now
Can you picture the life
Lord knows he don't wanna die
And ain't a nigga alive
Give you credit, I want you to drop mine
Ayy, I ain't doin' no homework,
cause they're damn hustlin'
waitin' on the customer
Left school, used rap as a cover -up
I wanna get that rich
My regular street thuggin'
is sittin' around doin' nothin'
lem on the projects
I was stuck between a rock and a hard space
It was either hustling or robbing
and I was head of my household
Can you picture the life
Being head of his household
Lord knows he don't wanna die
And ain't a nigga alive
Look, I damn near died
but I survived
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