Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
D
Lot of niggas fail, but I won't
G
Lot of niggas fold, but I cope
F#m
Lot of niggas gone, but I'm home
G
Lot of niggas off, but I'm on
D
Lot of niggas lost on this road
G
Couple niggas gave up their goal
F#m
Gang of niggas traded their soul
G
But me, I'm standin' on ten toes
D
Lookin' out my Benz window
G
Wonder where'd my friends all go
F#m
Scared to give my heart to this girl
G
Paranoid she gon' leave if my ends get low
D
No one in this game to be played
G
But I'm knowin' that this game to be changed
F#m
I should be afraid of afraid
G
I'm just tryna live up to the meanin' of my name
D
I'm just tryna live up to them niggas in my gang
G
I'm just tryna live up to my moment on the stage
F#m
I'm just tryna live up to the truth in my pain
G
And the power that they gave me in the youth of today
D
I put a coupe in the safe
G
And I shoot from the waist
F#m
My time is money
G
And I ain't got a second for you flukes and you fakes
[Hook: Young Thug]
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
Verse 2: Mozzy]
D
We've been takin' trips more than often this month
G
When I call they pullin' up, 2, 3 stream up
F#m
You ain't do enough for the clan, how I feel
G
If I gotta shut it down, how the film gon' feel?
D
120 in the Euro, one hand on the wheel
G
I was just broke, ran through a quarter mil'
F#m
Can't believe I'm still here, shed tears for the dead
G
Cubes in my 30 chain, she don't even wear
D
Call my little brother up, you know we took it there
G
Real nigga tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
F#m
Yeah, only thing that I fear
G
Real nigga tellin' on me, only thing that I fear
D
Lotta niggas squeal, lotta dope in the air
G
Lotta niggas squeal, lotta dope in the air
F#m
Styrofoam contaminated, got a nigga meditatin'
G
Yeah, I said it got a nigga meditatin'
D
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
G
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
F#m
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
G
Nigga, week after week, cause I'm dedicated
D
I can't even eat 'less I'm medicated
G
I can't even sleep 'less I'm medicated
F#m
I've been on my feet chasin' check after check
G
Nigga, week after week, cause I'm dedicated
[Hook: Young Thug]
D
I do this shit for my woes
G
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
I do this shit for my bros
G
I do this shit for my niggas, yeah
Verse 3: Young Thug]
Thugger!
DG
I do this shit for my mothafuckin' niggas
F#m
I'm gettin' this money, yeah
G
I do this shit for them Benjis
Like you ain't real or hood, no Tommy gun
DG
I do this shit for my niggas
F#m
Pull up with Barettas, nigga, and just go BRRRT
G
I do this shit for them bad bitches
Wearin' red bottoms and Jimmy Choo
DG
I do this shit for my dogs, do
F#m
I do this shit for my mama
G
I do this shit for my son
D
I do this shit for my brother
G
I do this shit for the world
F#m
I do this shit for the globe
G
I do this shit right here, nigga
D
And I do that shit, why y'all fuck with the boy
G
I'm wet like a boat
F#m
I'm lovin' my chickens
G
I smoke and I choke
D
I do it for my brothers
G
I do it for my folk
F#m
Got 40s on me, yeah, yeah, yeah
G
Nigga shoot from the toes
D
All the way up to the top
G |F#m |G
All the way up to the top
Outro
(Repeat till fade)
|D |G |F#m |G
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.