Instruments
Psst, I see dead people| G | F#7 |
Verse
Bm Ay, Mustard on the beat, hoBmDeebo, any rap nigga, he a free throwBmMan down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe, bro"BmNail a nigga to the cross, he walk around like Teezo BmWhat's up with these jabroni-ass niggas tryna see Compton?Bm The industry can hate me, fuck 'em all and they mama BmHow many opps you really got? I mean, it's too many optionsBm I'm finna pass on this body, I'm John Stockton| G | F#7 | Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'
Verse 2
Bm Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggasBmCertified boogeyman, I'm the one that upped the score with 'emBmWalk him down, whole time I know he got some ho in himBmPole on him, extort shit, bully the flow on himBmSay, Drake, I hear you like 'em youngBm You better not ever go to cell block oneBm To any bitch that talk to him and they in loveBm Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from himBm They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your hand-me-downsBm And PARTY at the party, playin' with his nose nowBm And Baka got a weird case, why is he around?BmCertified Lover Boy? Certified pedophilesBmWop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot, fuck 'em upBmWop, wop, wop, wop, wop, I'ma do my stuffBm Why you trollin' like a bitch? Ain't you tired?BmTryna strike a chord and it's probably A minor| G | F#7 |
* Hook
| Bm | Bm | They not like us, they not like us, they not like us| Bm | Bm | They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
Verse 3
Bm You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?Bm I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop, niggaBm Did Cole fouI, I don't know why you still pretendin'Bm What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, goBm The audience not dumb, Bmshape the stories how you want Hey, Drake, they're not slow BmRabbit hole is still deep, I can go further, I promise BmAin't that somethin'? B-Rad stands for bitch and you Malibu most wantedBm Ain't no law, boy, you ballboy, fetch Gatorade or somethin'Bm Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'Bm You niggas'll get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxersBm What OVO for? The "Other Vaginal BmOption"? Pussy BmNigga better straighten they posture, got famous all up in Compton BmMight write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star quit hidin' BmFuck a caption, want action, no accident And I'm hands-on, he fuck around, Bmget polished Fuckin' on Wayne girl while he was in jail, Bm Bmthat's connivin' Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin' BmI'm glad DeRoz' came home, y'all didn't deserve him neither BmFrom Alondra down to Central, nigga better not speak on Serena BmAnd your homeboy need subpoena, that predator move in flocks BmThat name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood watch BmI lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' BmYeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ay BmPut the wrong label on me, I'ma get 'em dropped, ay BmSweet Chin Music, and I won't pass the aux, ay BmHow many stocks do I really have in stock? Ay BmOne, two, three, four, five, plus five, ay BmDevil is a lie, he a 69 God, ay BmFreaky-ass niggas need to stay they ass inside, ay BmRoll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za, ay BmCity is back up, it's a must, we outside, ay| G | F#7 |
* Hook
| Bm | Bm | They not like us, they not like us, they not like us| Bm | Bm | They not like us, they not like us, they not like us
Verse 4
Bm Bm Once upon a time, all of us was in chains BmHomie still doubled down callin' us some slaves BmAtlanta was the Mecca, buildin' railroads and trains BmBear with me for a second, let me put y'all on game BmThe settlers was usin' town folk to make 'em richer BmFast-forward, 2024, you got the same agenda BmYou run to Atlanta when you need a check balance BmLet me break it down for you, this the real nigga challenge BmYou called Future when you didn't see the club (ay, what?) BmLil Baby helped you get your lingo up (what?) Bm21 gave you false street cred BmThug made you feel like you a slime in your head (ay, what?) BmQuavo said you can be from Northside (what?) Bm2 Chainz say you good, but he lied BmYou run to Atlanta when you need a few dollars BmNo, you not a colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer| G | F#7 | The family matter, and the truth of the matter
Verse 5
BmIt was God's plan to show y'all the liarBmMm, mm-mm BmHe a fan, he a fan, he a fan (mm), he a fan, he a fan, he a-
** Refrain
BmFreaky-ass nigga, he a 69 GodBmFreaky-ass nigga, he a 69 GodBmHey, hey, hey, hey, run for your lifeBmHey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
** Refrain
BmFreaky-ass nigga, he a 69 GodBmFreaky-ass nigga, he a 69 GodBmHey, hey, hey, hey, run for your lifeBmHey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
Ending
BmLet me hear you say, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) BmSay, "OV-ho" (OV-ho) BmThen step this way, step that way BmThen step this way, step that way BmAre you my friend? BmAre we locked in? BmThen step this way, step that way BmThen step this way, step that way
Instruments
| Bm | [x4]
