Undefeated EST GEE

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Original Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 82
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[Wstęp]
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 (LoCbok out,B Veno)f   B 
 (Vefno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[VERSE ONE]
 Nigga, I'm Cbundefeated, streets ain't beat me, the police neither
 I ain't got no sfympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'
 I ain't no moGtherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons
 I spent whfole weeks in the beater, stinkin' out here, I ain't leavin'

 Call my Cbbaby like, "I need you, bag a ball up, all them pieces"
 Lethal ifnjection by the needle, I ain't force nothin' on my pеople
 And they ain't foCbrce it on mе neither, we both addicts, so we equals
 And so I ffeel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em

 Fuck permCbission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer
 Tryna tefach my lil' one focus 'cause it's easy to forget the mission
 And the difCbference is in love and loyalty ain't commitment
 And to givfe it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'
[Refren]
 When you a reCbal street nigga (Real street nigga),
barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)
 Dogf life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)
 You a sfhootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)
 Onf permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
 YeCbah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 Fforeign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 SGhootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 Alfl night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah

[VERSE TWO]
 It's overCbstood not to sleep 'til it's good,
 even then, it ain'tf great as it should
 Yfou helped me shake off these drugs
 My nigga, it fwas what it was, but I'm done ventin',
 fifnish, the streets ain't got no love
 Hfigh solo in my truck, tryna paCbss Red the blunt

 CbWatch him walk up on me starin', slowly reafch for my gun
 Tofo big to Go like Pun
 I'ma land oCbne in the lung or on a neck or a tongue
 Just 'cause I cafn't lose, gotta keep em' clean, Go to school in my plaCby shoes

 Cb"You welcome's" but no "Thank you's"
 Got me thinkin' like, "Thfank who?"
 Mosft that shit was fake, but I Do thank God for his graCbce
 ACbnd makin' me starve, so I ate by the time they overfilled my plafte
 Evfen Pluto said I'm great, he wanna help me change my faCbte

 CbTook a monster out on tour just for the world to know my fafce
 Ffifty six nights straight, I Go in beast mode for that pfape'
 Thifs a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race
 Onlyf real niggas relate and you ain't one if you caCbn't, mm, mm
[Mostek]
 Yfeah, yeah, yeah
[Refren]
 Yeafh, when you a real street nigga (Real street nigga),
 bafrely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)
 fDog life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)
 You a shoCbotin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)
 Onf permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer

 CbYeah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 fForeign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 SCbhootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 Afll night sittin' in the trenches, tryna get richer, yeah

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