Barely Holdin’ On Polo G

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Original Key: G Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 80
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[Wstęp]
g c c g

 gHuh, huh, uhc, uh c(808 Mafiag
 Huh, huh, uhg, uch 
 Huh, huh, uch, uhg  
[Refren]
 gBarely holdin' onc  
 This life gets sccary as it goes ong  
 Burdens whgile we carry onc  
 I ain't perfect, spacre me if I'm wrgong

 Hope my secrets get burgied when I'm gonce 
 Starin' at the wrictin' on these headstognes
 They keep on tryna tgear me, but I'm stcrong
 That's what you wanted to tcell me all alogng

[VERSE ONE]
 Ain't hard to figure him ogut 'cause all his thoughts was tweeted
 Wce blew some shots to shut him up, thact's why his top was leakgin'
 'gCause I ain't never seen a niggga from his coffin speakcin'
 Wce picked that nigga off, he aicn't think that we saw him creepgin'

 gSometimes I miss them days when meg and bro was off it, tweakicn'
 I chate September 18th, tchat's when we lost a demogn 
 Whgy the real ones always leave? That's wghat I get exhausted thinckin'
 Cacn't be ungrateful 'bout this lifce, you know we fought to see igt 

 I'd rather you hate me while I'm hegre than love me when I'm dead
 Thecy sent that text that Twinnem checkecd, couldn't stomach what I read g  
 Likeg life been pushin' me too farg and I'm stuck on the edgce 
 Dcon't wanna party, I'll stay in cthis lonely room insteadg  
 Andg I'm just—
[Refren]
 gBarely holdin' onc  
 This life gets sccary as it goes ong  
 Burdens whgile we carry onc  
 I ain't perfect, spacre me if I'm wrgong

 Hope my secrets get burgied when I'm gonce 
 Starin' at the wrictin' on these headstognes
 They keep on tryna tgear me, but I'm stcrong
 That's what you wanted to tcell me all alogng

[VERSE TWO]
 Death in the gair, that shit'll leave you with a chilcled spine
 Even though my spicrits down, like, I'm okay, I fegel fine
 Shots from that sgteel nine, ain’t from that hillsicde
 I'm from the trecnches where they murder just to kill tgime

 A heavy hegart, eyes rollin', through dcark times, soulless
 Sorcry that they took your son, I'm sendgin' my condolence
 Gogtta face the facts when the trutch unfoldin'
 Ic hope you know this
 Tghat I'm just—
[Refren]
 gBarely holdin' onc  
 This life gets sccary as it goes ong  
 Burdens whgile we carry onc  
 I ain't perfect, spacre me if I'm wrgong

 Hope my secrets get burgied when I'm gonce 
 Starin' at the wrictin' on these headstognes
 They keep on tryna tgear me, but I'm stcrong
 That's what you wanted to tcell me all alogng
[Zakończenie]
Ooh, there's a power in your soul

Ooh, and I wanted you to know

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