[Intro]
| C#m| C#m| C#m|G#m
[Hook]
C#mCame a long way to a mansion crib
C#mI had roaches out my granny crib
C#mJumped into the streets on accident
G#mPolice snatched me up they better not ask me shit
C#mI don't want no Quali I want some Actavis
C#mI bet that nigga won't lack again
C#mRemember I had them 2s for 10s
G#mPut me on child support you better not ask for shit
C#mOn my dead body
I remC#member wakin' up and seeing a dead body
And I can't C#mgo back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come to G#mmy funeral crying ova my dead body
And I C#main't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I rC#memember selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie C#mhe the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dG#mead body
[Verse 1]
C#mYou ain't never been in a shootout with yo' homie he ain't shoot back
C#mNiggas don't try me when I'm by myself 'cause I'm too strapped
C#mAlways tryin' to fix some shit where its loose at
G#mCouldn't get none to eat where I'm at I sold loose squares
C#mTryin' tell my judge my story like who cares
C#mCan't explain the love I got in for Dahmir (for my son)
C#mDon't come outside when it's war I think you scared
G#mWasn't in my life I tell my kids you dead
C#mKnow some niggas that'll snake their homies for some meds
C#mKnow some niggas that don't take care of their homies in the feds
C#mKnow some niggas that took some gunshots to the head
G#mNo reaction and scream "gang gang" when I'm dead
C#mPlease be greater, don't please these haters
C#mWhen that Bentley pouting, like please these gators
C#mI don't cry at wakings, I'ma grieve later
G#mYou don't believe me now, you gon' believe me later
C#mYou ain't bleeding now, you gon' bleed later
C#mWe don't buy 5s 7s, nigga we take 'em
C#mPereocet eater, I told Rex take 'em
G#mAnd that money change ya
I told Rex thank you
[Hook]
C#mCame a long way to a mansion crib
C#mI had roaches out my granny crib
C#mJumped into the streets on accident
G#mPolice snatched me up they better not ask me shit
C#mI don't want no Quali I want some Actavis
C#mI bet that nigga won't lack again
C#mRemember I had them 2s for 10s
G#mPut me on child support you better not ask for shit
C#mOn my dead body
I remC#member wakin' up and seeing a dead body
And I can't C#mgo back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come to G#mmy funeral crying ova my dead body
And I C#main't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I rC#memember selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie C#mhe the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dG#mead body
[Verse 2]
C#mI'ma attached to my babies
They be drivin' me crazy
C#mMy three sons crazy
Make my daughters ladies
C#mTurn these thous to millions
Goin broke prevent it
G#mI be on my enemies
101 percentage
C#mDon't fuck wit no sucker niggas
My life I adjusted wit it
C#mI snake you just to get it
No wonder why I keep my distance
C#mWonder why I keep my pistol
Had fame since we was little
G#mKept guns from being bullied
Cap guns to keep em fully
C#mMy teacher tried to push me
I need them birds like Wukey
C#mMy bitch I love her pussy
For thirty thousand book me
C#mThey steady tryna book me
Smoke a pound of cookie
G#mA designer junkie
I done survived the jungle
C#mImma survive the struggle
Forever got ride wit muscle
C#mThese ain't right act like they love me
C#mHomicide, homicide if a nigga touch me
G#mFacts, oh
C#mA shame on you mean that's a shame on me
C#mGot fame on you mean thats fame for me
C#mIf you get 100 years, that the same for me
G#mI'll forgive you for what you did just explain to me
[Hook]
C#mCame a long way to a mansion crib
C#mI had roaches out my granny crib
C#mJumped into the streets on accident
G#mPolice snatched me up they better not ask me shit
C#mI don't want no Quali I want some Actavis
C#mI bet that nigga won't lack again
C#mRemember I had them 2s for 10s
G#mPut me on child support you better not ask for shit
C#mOn my dead body
I remC#member wakin' up and seeing a dead body
And I can't C#mgo back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come to G#mmy funeral crying ova my dead body
And I C#main't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I rC#memember selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie C#mhe the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dG#mead body