Intro Gm Eb Gm Eb Gm Verse 1 Gm They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols Cm I'm tryna feed my family, I ain't being political Gm Eb You ain't givin' out money then they look at you pitiful Bb Cm You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you Gm Ayy, f*ck that other side, we gon' shoot up your Sprinter Bb Cm I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental Gm Eb Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window Cm Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can't wait 'til December Gm Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon' shoot you on camera Cm Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin' to a bandana Gm Eb Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle Bb Gm Cm Loading up his chopper, he gon' show 'em black lives matter Chorus Eb Gm Another nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' new Eb Cm He done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' new Eb Gm He done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' new Bb Cm Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new Eb Gm He smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' new Eb Cm All his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' new Eb Gm Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue Cm Eb Gm Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too Verse 2 Gm Shit gettin' outrageous Cm Bb Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages Cm Gm Young, black, poor, ain't had a father since a baby F Cm Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement? Gm Why you think we ridin' 'round with choppers off safety? Gm Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I'm cutthroat Eb I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can't vote Gm Poppin' Percocets to k*ll the pain, I can't cope Cm Gm Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes Bb Cm Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke Eb Breakin' down my people, tryna k*ll our faith and hope F Gm They k*lled Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke Eb Gm Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin' at Gm Cm Same place where the best chicken gettin' fried at Dm Eb Dm Same place where the police k*llin', tellin' lies at Bb Cm It ain't just the babies, man, I swear the mama's cryin' now Chorus Eb Gm Another nigga made the news, it ain't nothin' new Eb Cm He done dropped outta school, it ain't nothin' new Eb Gm He done got his first tool, it ain't nothin' new Bb Cm Mama on that dog food, it ain't nothin' new Eb Gm He smokin' weed and he changin', it ain't nothin' new Eb Cm All his friends gang bangin', it ain't nothin' new Eb Gm Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue Cm Eb Gm Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too