C#m
iave been through too much
B
just to live like this . .
A
double up myacup
E
you canat sipalike this . .
C#m
i fill my pockets atilathey stuffed
B
so they fit like this . .
A
now she know iam up
E
acause i drip like this . .

C#m
now i wonat 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 iam up
B
acause my wrist like this . .
A
no , i canat get enough
E
acause iam sick like this , yeah

reff :
C#m
iave been through too much
B
just to live like this . .
A
iave been through too much
E
just to live like this . .
C#m
i fill my pockets atil they stuffed
B
so they fit like this . .
A
iave been through too much
E
just to live like this . .

C#m
copped anothr rollie
B
but it ainat a plain jane
A
niggas call the polic
E
but be screamina , agang , ganga
C#m
boy , stop actina like you know me
B
when you know you canat hang
A
thatas my brother , not my homie
E
nah , that ainat the same thing

C#m
and for buster , iam gon ride
B
acause we feel the same pain
A
like no other , do or die
E
even when the days rain
C#m
from the gutter , thatas no lie
B
we on the same page
A
from the bottom , now we ballina
E
like the wayne way

C#m
iave been through too much
B
just to live like this . .
A
double up my cup
E
you canat sip like this . .
C#m
i fill my pockets atil they stuffed
B
so they fit like this . .
A
now she know iam up
E
acause i drip like this . .

reff :
C#m
iave been through too much
B
just to live like this . .
A
iave been through too much
E
just to live like this . .
C#m
i fill my pockets atil they stuffed
B
so they fit like this . .
A
iave been through too much
E
just to live like this . .

C#m B
phone ring , i decline it ,
i donat know why they whinin’
A E
i ainat ask , iam 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 ainat pleased , baby , please
B
tell me whatas the problem
A
yeah , iam a fiend for the cream
E
like a baskin – robbin
C#m
now , just donat leave me in the street
B
acause i go back to robbina
A
this for the team , ainat have a thing
E
and now we got it poppina

C#m
iave been through too much
B
just to live like this . .
A
double up my cup
E
you canat sip like this . .
C#m
i fill my pockets atil they stuffed
B
so they fit like this . .
A
now she know iam up
E
acause i drip like this . .

C#m
now i wonat 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 iam up
acause my wrist like this . .
– G#m A
no , i canat get enough
acause iam sick like this , yeah

reff :
C#m
iave been through too much
B
just to live like this . .
A
iave been through too much
E
just to live like this . .
C#m
i fill my pockets atil they stuffed
B
so they fit like this . .
A
iave 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 . . )