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Tom:
C#m B I've been through too much just to live like this
A E Double up my cup, you can't sip like this
C#m B I fill my pockets 'til they stuffed so they fit like this
A E Now she know I'm up 'cause I drip like this
C#m B Now I won't give a fuck, let it rip like this
A E Hop up in my truck and I whip like this
C#m B And now they know I'm up 'cause my wrist like this
A E No, I can't get enough 'cause I'm sick like this, yeah [Chorus]
C#m B I've been through too much just to live like this
A E I've been through too much just to live like this
C#m B I fill my pockets 'til they stuffed so they fit like this
A E I've been through too much just to live like this [Verse 1]
C#m B Copped anothеr Rollie, but it ain't a Plain Jane
A E Niggas call the policе, but be screamin', "Gang, gang"
C#m B Boy, stop actin' like you know me when you know you can't hang
A E That's my brother, not my homie, nah, that ain't the same thing
C#m B And for buster, I'm gon ride, 'cause we feel the same pain
A E Like no other, do or die even when the days rain
C#m B From the gutter, that's no lie, we on the same page
A E From the bottom, now we ballin' like the Wayne way [Pre-Chorus]
C#m B I've been through too much just to live like this
A E Double up my cup, you can't sip like this
C#m B I fill my pockets 'til they stuffed so they fit like this
A E Now she know I'm up 'cause I drip like this [Chorus]
C#m B I've been through too much just to live like this
A E I've been through too much just to live like this
C#m B I fill my pockets 'til they stuffed so they fit like this
A E I've been through too much just to live like this [Verse 2]
C#m B Phone ring, I decline it, I don't know why they whinin'
A E I ain't ask, I'm just chiming, real niggas move in silence
C#m B Amiri jeans and Balenciagas
A E Always believed in our dreams, now we got them dollars
C#m B If you ain't pleased, baby, please, tell me what's the problem
A E Yeah, I'm a fiend for the cream like a Baskin-Robbin
C#m B Now, just don't leave me in the street 'cause I go back to robbin'
A E This for the team, ain't have a thing and now we got it poppin' [Pre-Chorus]
C#m B I've been through too much just to live like this
A E Double up my cup, you can't sip like this
C#m B I fill my pockets 'til they stuffed so they fit like this
A E Now she know I'm up 'cause I drip like this [Bridge]
C#m B Now I won't give a fuck, let it rip like this
G#m A Hop up in my truck and I whip like this
F#m And now they know I'm up 'cause my wrist like this
G#m A No, I can't get enough 'cause I'm sick like this, yeah [Chorus]
C#m B I've been through too much just to live like this
A E I've been through too much just to live like this
C#m B I fill my pockets 'til they stuffed so they fit like this
A E I've been through too much just to live like this [Outro]
C#m B A E Like this, like this
C#m B A E Like this, like this
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