调：B minor•
Verse 1
got me livin' like Donna, a sexy beast
D
Bm
F#m
Accept me please,
You know I had to set the scene,
I live a nightmare
I don't get to dream,
to tell you I still get to sleep
basicer than years,
you ain't even on a week
She told me you're a creep,
She started laughing,
she said I wrote my treat book
F#m
Bm
F#m
Let me get back to this crazy stuff,
you cry if you're seeing this stuff
said to clean it up
turn the meter up
When we get spun there's no
wheeling up
Pissed off, forgot my weed took
he had to read book
G#m
G#
F#
We don't speak no more,
he's fucked 22 reckon,
and it could be you next
He was real treach, babies,
not a more, not a less
I never woulda snitched
My name's on their lips
but they still ain't gonna send
I put this hammer in your mouth, bro,
repeat what you said
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Corn's gonna fly,
Bm
F#m
Bm
Honor works, don't speak, holla flex,
got a G for the stick
But we beat the attempt,
bittersweet though, I guess
Bitches on my case,
Bm
F#m
Bm
but I still swear they're in my DMs
Yo, in the green,
they was cooling with the rejects
I'm from a place where they're shooting
F#m
D
Bm
And they glamorize and trapping,
they forget to send you cash in
trying to pack and get a pack in
I have to ration
so fuck about when you get lashings
with a DAB dabbing
Seen people cut the wrist
Feed the G's like a wagon,
F#m
Bm
D
Brody sent me to the sticks
Spit fire like a dragon
I don't know Adam
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