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Capo fret 4 Am i’ve been through too much G just to live like this.. F double up my cup C you can’t sip like this.. Am i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed G so they fit like this.. F now she know i’m up C ’cause i drip like this.. Am now i won’t give a fuck G let it rip like this.. F hop up in my truck C and i whip like this.. Am and now they know i’m up G ’cause my wrist like this.. F no, i can’t get enough C ’cause i’m sick like this, yeah Reff : Am i’ve been through too much G just to live like this.. F i’ve been through too much C just to live like this.. Am i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed G so they fit like this.. F i’ve been through too much C just to live like this.. Am copped anothеr rollie G but it ain’t a Plain Jane F niggas call the policе C but be screamin’, “gang, gang” Am boy, stop actin’ like you know me G when you know you can’t hang F that’s my brother, not my homie C nah, that ain’t the same thing Am and for buster, i’m gon ride G ’cause we feel the same pain F like no other, do or die C even when the days rain Am from the gutter, that’s no lie G we on the same page F from the bottom, now we ballin’ C like the Wayne way Am i’ve been through too much G just to live like this.. F double up my cup C you can’t sip like this.. Am i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed G so they fit like this.. F now she know i’m up C ’cause i drip like this.. Reff : Am i’ve been through too much G just to live like this.. F i’ve been through too much C just to live like this.. Am i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed G so they fit like this.. F i’ve been through too much C just to live like this.. Am G phone ring, i decline it, i don’t know why they whinin' F C i ain’t ask, i’m just chiming real niggas move in silence Am G amiri jeans and balenciagas F always believed in our dreams C now we got them dollars Am if you ain’t pleased, baby, please G tell me what’s the problem F yeah, i’m a fiend for the cream C like a baskin-robbin Am now, just don’t leave me in the street G ’cause i go back to robbin’ F this for the team, ain’t have a thing C and now we got it poppin’ Am i’ve been through too much G just to live like this.. F double up my cup C you can’t sip like this.. Am i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed G so they fit like this.. F now she know i’m up C ’cause i drip like this.. Am now i won’t give a fuck G let it rip like this.. Em hop up in my truck F and i whip like this.. Dm and now they know i’m up ’cause my wrist like this.. -Em F no, i can’t get enough ’cause i’m sick like this, yeah Reff : Am i’ve been through too much G just to live like this.. F i’ve been through too much C just to live like this.. Am i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed G so they fit like this.. F i’ve been through too much C just to live like this.. Outro : Am G F C (like this, like this..) Am G (like this, like this..) F C (like this, like this..) (ooh, no..) -------------- ===ORIGINAL CHORD=== -------------- C#m i’ve been through too much B just to live like this.. A double up my cup E you can’t sip like this.. C#m i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed B so they fit like this.. A now she know i’m up E ’cause i drip like this.. C#m now i won’t give a fuck B let it rip like this.. A hop up in my truck E and i whip like this.. C#m and now they know i’m up B ’cause my wrist like this.. A no, i can’t get enough E ’cause i’m sick like this, yeah Reff : C#m i’ve been through too much B just to live like this.. A i’ve been through too much E just to live like this.. C#m i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed B so they fit like this.. A i’ve been through too much E just to live like this.. C#m copped anothеr rollie B but it ain’t a Plain Jane A niggas call the policе E but be screamin’, “gang, gang” C#m boy, stop actin’ like you know me B when you know you can’t hang A that’s my brother, not my homie E nah, that ain’t the same thing C#m and for buster, i’m gon ride B ’cause we feel the same pain A like no other, do or die E even when the days rain C#m from the gutter, that’s no lie B we on the same page A from the bottom, now we ballin’ E like the Wayne way C#m i’ve been through too much B just to live like this.. A double up my cup E you can’t sip like this.. C#m i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed B so they fit like this.. A now she know i’m up E ’cause i drip like this.. Reff : C#m i’ve been through too much B just to live like this.. A i’ve been through too much E just to live like this.. C#m i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed B so they fit like this.. A i’ve been through too much E just to live like this.. 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 always believed in our dreams E now we got them dollars C#m if you ain’t pleased, baby, please B tell me what’s the problem A yeah, i’m a fiend for the cream E like a baskin-robbin C#m now, just don’t leave me in the street B ’cause i go back to robbin’ A this for the team, ain’t have a thing E and now we got it poppin’ C#m i’ve been through too much B just to live like this.. A double up my cup E you can’t sip like this.. C#m i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed B so they fit like this.. A now she know i’m up E ’cause i drip like this.. C#m now i won’t give a fuck B let it rip like this.. G#m hop up in my truck A 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 Reff : C#m i’ve been through too much B just to live like this.. A i’ve been through too much E just to live like this.. C#m i fill my pockets ’til they stuffed B so they fit like this.. A i’ve been through too much E just to live like this.. Outro : C#m B A E (like this, like this..) C#m B (like this, like this..) A E (like this, like this..) (ooh, no..)