Blood Mary

         D#m
Uh, ok, time to make my mark
I gave 'em a head start
                          B
Now I'm on my Nicki shit, I don't want no fraud
D#m
Tryna' raise the bar, grabbin' like I passed the bar
           B
You would think I'm ridin' bikes by the way I handle bars, yeah
D#m
New nigga in charge, it's a new nigga in charge
        B
Poppin' all these blues I might turn into an avatar
             D#m
They ain't wanna see me back, he's back
                     B
Human cracking the flesh, sorry I had to relapse
              D#m                         B
These niggas weak wack, I twist 'em like weed raps
Still on my Nino Brown
Still getting G-money on G-packs
    D#m
No stunna man bussin like Dunna Man it's evident
        B
These hoes love me, they say my dick is they medicine
D#m
Cosby spikin' gelatin, still pushin' and pedalin'
                          B
Settling never, I'm like DiCaprio in The Revenant
D#m
Still whippin' and stretchin' it
2 pots, ambidextrous
                        B
I'm a beast, a dog, I see that money I'm catching it
   D#m
Ya hoe throwing it at me, I'm catching it
                      B
Don't check me, go check ya bitch
You don't want to get me out of my element
        D#m
From a tenant in a tenements to owning my residence
                             B
Phone still clicking I feel like a receptionist
       D#m
I'm extraterrestrian
                                      B
My life's a fucking movie, boy don't get yourself edited
          D#m
I'm like Steph at the free-throw that piece blow, I never miss
                                 B
Told you girl how to a whip the girl now she lesbian
D#m
You can level up, still won't be on my level then
                             B
It's level 10, these niggas hot, I must be kettling
D#m
They don't want the steam but I know you want the tea
                                B
That's yo bitch, why she only fuck with me?
                   D#m
Cause I'm balling MSG
Roof missing on this whip, and I need two kitchens
            B
Fuck the DA I ain't never been no stool pigeon
E
  Won't catch me in no club unless my tool get in
    B
Be smart cause Bouncy a fool with it
D#m
Son say it's on
7-11 with it
That's 24-7 with it
B
Wherever, whatever with it, yeah
D#m
  Your Momma gonna need a church with a reverend in it
Just pray its a heaven in it
     B
And hope that they let you in it, yeah
D#m
Boy I expose the truth in guys
                   B
Cross me and get crucified
     D#m
Wars on the bazooka rise
Niggas get neutralized

N.C.
Suicide, it's a suicide
          D#m
Tell 'em seek and you will find 'cause I'ma lose my mind
                                     B
Kick a nigga ass then give 'em my shoes to shine
     D#m
It's do or die, I come from where we used to crime
                                B
The Uzi-9 more important than school supplies
             D#m
The pools is dry, my niggas and the food is fried
The news is lies
                   B
The pigeons is too spooked to fly
     D#m
The rules denied
All the toughest goons is mine
That’s Tunechi’s slimes
                     B
They kill you and go do the time
      D#m
We unified.
Young Money revolutionized the new design
                     B                  D#m
We had to leave the flukes behind and super size
The numbers through the roof and sky
                                B
Don't look too surprised look through the lines
            D#m
We makin' moves and strides, groves and vibes I'm too alive
                         B
These hoes need to be supervised
               D#m
They put on a cute disguise, you grooms is blind
         D#m                          B                    D#m
She get dick in the Uber ride, Number 2 with fries, I'm pimpin'
Now who am I?
                      D#m
I'm who and why, I'm rude and kind
              B                   D#m
My cars are computerized, I'm cruisin' by
Smokin' blunts Ruben size
                                        B             D#m
You fools can try, these tools getting utilized, you euthanized
                                     D#m
Blrtt, skrrt, shoot then drive, now who survived?
N.C.
We comin' back to rewind
      D#m
I'm usually high, sippin' on the Houston wine
                                  B
Feel humanized, I want my throne to recline
        D#m
Jackie red, Julie blind, they Cuban fine, I bruise they spine
                  B
I leave and they snooze till 9
D#m
Superglued to the grind, my crew my tribe
                                B
These bitches try to divide, we too divine
          D#m
Got the drugs to provide, the coolest highs
                                             B
The green is green and the white with the bluest eyes
     D#m
The syrup and the juice collide
The two combine like suits and ties
        B
Magic, poof
Goodbye

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