Chorus: Swae Lee Am F Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do (My mama always said) Am F I said close your mouth and eat Am F You make some paper, then you make your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) Am F Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do Am F I said close your mouth and eat Am F You make some paper, then you make your own rules Verse 1: 2 Chainz Am I'm from the hood and it's evident F Used to sell drugs out my residence Am Stayed in section 8 with relatives F Opportunity knockin', I let 'em in Am I done put Forgis on everything F I left the mall like Ginobili Am F And if I'm not successful, ain't nobody gon' come console me Am I pray my mama quit smokin' F When my dad died, I got focused Am I gotta table full of Ace of Spades F I don't f*ck around with you jokers (ooh) Am Ain't heard a word from my old friends F Heard they wanna kick my doors in Am I done loaded up the 2-2-3 F I'm so high they might call a goaltend, yeah Am Lord knows, stashed work in the console Am F So many autos in my garage, I can't open my car door Am F Bond on me like the sun on me Am F Gettin' this bread she say, "You dropped crumbs on me" Am F Walked in the club and got ones only Am F Need a tat on my stomach that say prawns only Am F Raised by single parent Black woman Am F They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me Chorus: Swae Lee Am F Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do (My mama always said) Am F I said close your mouth and eat Am F You make some paper, then you make your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) Am F Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do Am F I said close your mouth and eat Am F You make some paper, then you make your own rules Verse 2: 2 Chainz Am F Smoking on a yacht, call me Ricky Steamboat Am F Bags full of gas, used to serve them through the screen door Am F Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw Am Taught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo Am Am F No rules, most of my partnas homeschooled Am F Most of my partnas got charges Am F And I ain't talking about no mothaf*ckin' dodges Am F Trappin' up outta the college Am F I'm addicted to the rice at Benihana Am F Raised by a single parent Black woman Am F They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me Chorus: Swae Lee Am F Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do (My mama always said) Am F I said close your mouth and eat Am F You make some paper, then you make your own rules (My mama always said, ayy, damn) Am F Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do Am F I said close your mouth and eat Am F You make some paper, then you make your own rules
