Group Home by Young Thug
Key: DbDb | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro: Young Thug]
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I cheated on my fears, yeah
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I broke up with my doubts, yeah
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Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I'm marryin' my dreams, yeah
Chorus: Future]
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I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't mint
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I smell codeine when I piss
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I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't forget
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You can't cry over scars, this permanent
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I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
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I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin' extravagant
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Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can't do wrong
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We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
Verse 1: Future]
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Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
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Cain and Abel, both brains, one man, too impeccable
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I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
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He made me a millionaire, I'm talkin' to him everyday
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All my littles wonder if they can go out in Escalade
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I share all my bitches with you besides my main bitch
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I left my past behind with new millennium
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I left my heart in the streets, I'm imperial
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Had to find time to manage my residuals
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I deserve royalty, livin' in a castle
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I'm hustlin', tryna make rent, you call the popo on me
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I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me
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Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby
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Yeah,     he don't know I finessed him
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'Cause the homies, they was 'bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
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'Cause I knew T-Money was gon' blow out his brains
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I'm back from the grave, I'm damn near insane
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I sold so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins
Chorus: Future]
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I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't mint
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I smell codeine when I piss
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I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't forget
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You can't cry over scars, this permanent
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I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
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I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin' extravagant
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Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can't do wrong
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We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
Verse 2: Young Thug]
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'Bout to WCW my bitch friend, I'm too wrong
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Got a black 45 FN, I don't do chrome
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Fuck these niggas, I'm kickin' 'em out the loop, woah
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I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it's two-toned (Two, two!)
I dress up like it's elastic (Yeah!)
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12 cartridge for these bastards (Yeah!)
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Swiggy swaggy, I'ma devil (Yeah!)
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I got the shits in Cali (Cali!)
I got the kids a Denali (Swerve!)
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I bulletproof all the windows (On God!)
I'm bulletproofin' the mattresses (Blat!)
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Blue diamonds like an Avatar (Yeah!)
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Cut you off and dodge you like a fuckin' Charger (Charger!)
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I showed I liked her but I still didn't get her
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I got back problems from gamblin' from the night to mornin' (Night to mornin', yeah!)
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You can fuck every one of my hoes except my main (main bitch)
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It's too hard to dedicate to you, I'm so scared of shame
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I don't care to find out you was creepin' 'cause I'm doin' the same thing
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My bitches temporary like stitches
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You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain't nothin' but bitches
Yeah
Chorus: Future]
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I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't mint
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I smell codeine when I piss
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I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't forget
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You can't cry over scars, this permanent
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I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
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I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin' extravagant
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Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can't do wrong
Fm                                    Bbm
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
Outro
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