Intro: Psst, I see dead people G Gb Mustard on the beat, ho Verse 1: Bm Em Bm Ayy, Mustard on the beat, ho Bm Em Bm Deebo any rap xxxxx, he a free throw Bm Em Bm Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro" Bm Em Bm Nail a xxxxx to the cross, he walk around like Teezo Bm Em Bm What's up with these jabroniass xxxxxs tryna see Compton? Bm Em Bm The industry can hate me, xxxx 'em all and they mama Bm Em Bm How many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many options Bm Em Bm I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton Chorus: G Gb Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin' Verse 2: Bm Em Bm Sometimes you gotta pop out and show xxxxxs Bm Em Bm Certified boogeyman, I'm the one that up the score with 'em Bm Em Bm Walk him down, whole time, I know he got some ho in him Bm Em Bm Pole on him, extort xxxx, bully Death Row on him Bm Em Bm Say, Drake, I hear you like 'em young Bm Em Bm You better ever go to cell block one Bm Em Bm To any xxxxx that talk to him and they in love Bm Em Bm Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him Verse 3: Bm Em Bm They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your handmedowns Bm Em Bm And Party at the party playin with his nose now Bm Em Bm And Baka got a weird case, why is he around? Bm Em Bm Certified Lover Boy? Certified pedophiles Bm Em Bm Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, xxxx 'em up Bm Em Bm Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I' ma do my stuff Bm Em Bm Why you trollin like a xxxxx? Ain't you tired? Bm Em Bm Tryna strike a chord and it's probably a minor Chorus: G Gb Verse 4: Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Bm Em Bm You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, xxxxx? Bm Em Bm I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, xxxxx Bm Em Bm Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin Bm Em What is the owl? Bm Bm Em Bird xxxxxs and bird xxxxxes, go Verse 5: Bm The audience not dumb Bm Em Bm Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake, they're not slow Bm Em Bm Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise Bm Em Bm Ain't that somethin? BRad stands Bm Em Bm for xxxxx and you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy, Bm Em Bm you ball boy, fetch Gatorade or somethin Since 2009, Bm I had this xxxxx jumpin Em Bm Bm You xxxxxs' ll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxers Em Bm What OVO for? Bm Em The "Other Vaginal Option"? Verse 6: Bm Pussy Bm Em Bm xxxxx better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton Bm Em Bm Might write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star, "Quit hidin'" Bm Em Bm xxxx a caption, want action, no accident Bm And I'm handson, he xxxx around, get polished Bridge: Em Bm Bm xxxxed on Wayne girl while he was in jail, that's connivin' Em Bm Bm Then get his face tatted like a xxxxx apologizin' Em Bm Bm I'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither Em Bm Bm From Alondra down to Central, xxxxx better not speak on Serena Em Bm Bm And your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks Em Bm Bm That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch Em Bm Bm Em Bm I lean on you xxxxxs like another line of Wock' Yeah, it's all eyes Bm on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac Verse 7: Em Bm Bm Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped Em Bm Bm Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux Em Bm Bm How many stocks do I really have in stock? Em Bm Bm One, two, three, four, five, plus five Em Bm Bm Devil is a lie, he a sixteen nine God, ayy Em Bm Bm Freakyass xxxxxs need to stay they ass inside Em Bm Bm Em Bm Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za City is G Gb back up, it's a must, we outside Verse 8: Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm They not like us, they not like us, they not like us Bridge: Bm Em Bm Bm Once upon a time, all of us was in chains Em Bm Bm Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves Em Bm Bm Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains Em Bm Bm Bear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game Em Bm Bm The settlers was usin' townfolk to make 'em richer Em Bm Bm Fastforward, twenty twenty four, you got the same agenda Em Bm Bm You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance Em Bm Bm Em Let me break it down for you, this the real xxxxx challenge Verse 9: Bm Bm Em You called Future when you didn't see the club Bm Bm Em Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up Bm Bm Twenty one gave you false street cred Em Bm Bm Em Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head Bm Bm Em Quavo said you can be from Northside Bm Bm Two Chainz say you good, but he lied Em Bm Bm You run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars Em Bm G No, you not a colleague, you a xxxxin' colonizer Chorus: Gb The famly matter and the truth of the matter Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm It was God's plan to show y'all the liar Verse 10: Bm Em Bm He a fan, he a fan, he a fan Bm Em Bm He a fan, he a fan, he a Bm Em Bm Freakyass xxxxx, he a sixteen nine God Bm Em Bm Freakyass xxxxx, he a sixteen nine God Bm Em Bm Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Bm Em Bm Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Bridge: Bm Em Bm Freakyass xxxxx, he a sixteen nine God Bm Em Bm Freakyass xxxxx, he a sixteen nine God Bm Em Bm Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Bm Em Bm Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life Verse 11: Bm Em Bm OVho OVho Bm Em Bm Say, "OVho" OVho Bm Em Bm Then step this way, step that way Bm Em Bm Then step this way, step that way Bridge: Bm Em Bm Are you my friend? Bm Em Bm Are we locked in? Bm Em Bm Then step this way, step that way Bm Em Bm Then step this way, step that way Outro: Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm Bm Em Bm
