Undefeated EST GEE

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Original Key: F Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 82
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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Fmi

 (LoCbok out,B Veno)Fmi   B 
 (VeFmino 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 sFmiympathy for nobody ignorin' what I'm teachin'
 I ain't no moGtherfuckin' preacher, I'm more comfortable with demons
 I spent whFmiole 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 iFminjection 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 fFmieel 'em, addicted to some shit that might just kill 'em

 Fuck permCbission or forgiveness, this my hand, I ain't the dealer
 Tryna teFmiach 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 givFmie it if you gettin' it 'cause it's rare when you start winnin'
[Refrén]
 When you a reCbal street nigga (Real street nigga),
barely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)
 DogFmi life livin' (Yeah), goin' all out to get it (Goin' all out to get it)
 You a sFmihootin' star wisher (You a shootin' star), all night spinner (All night spinner)
 OnFmi permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer
 YeCbah, yeah, you in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 FFmioreign car whipper, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 SGhootin' star wisher, in the trenches tryna get richer, uh
 AlFmil 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'tFmi great as it should
 YFmiou helped me shake off these drugs
 My nigga, it Fmiwas what it was, but I'm done ventin',
 fiFminish, the streets ain't got no love
 HFmiigh solo in my truck, tryna paCbss Red the blunt

 CbWatch him walk up on me starin', slowly reaFmich for my gun
 ToFmio big to Go like Pun
 I'ma land oCbne in the lung or on a neck or a tongue
 Just 'cause I caFmin'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, "ThFmiank who?"
 MosFmit 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 plaFmite
 EvFmien 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 faFmice
 FFmiifty six nights straight, I Go in beast mode for that pFmiape'
 ThiFmis a reservation for rank, it's a marathon and a race
 OnlyFmi real niggas relate and you ain't one if you caCbn't, mm, mm
[Most]
 YFmieah, yeah, yeah
[Refrén]
 YeaFmih, when you a real street nigga (Real street nigga),
 baFmirely smile in pictures (Barley smile in pictures)
 FmiDog 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)
 OnFmi permission, sittin' in the trenches (Yeah, yeah), tryna get richer

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

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