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C#m A BC#m A B [Verse]C#m Everybody 'round me sayin' I should relax causeA B I've been goin' hard 'til my eyes roll back butC#m All I wanna do is forget about my past andA B Smoke a little weed, really nothin' too drastic [Verse]C#m Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smilin'A Probably cause I'm faded or I'mB chillin' with the fans andC#m Not really the type to let a nigga talk back butA B Imma let it slide cause my niggas too violent [Verse]C#m Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habitA B Even if they had a million dollars, they'd be trappin'C#m Got a couple girls shootin' movies on the mattressA Then I hit the booth, make theB motherfuckin' soundtrack [Verse]C#m Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasmaA B Then I get 'em faded off that super fantasticC#m Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plasticA B Nobody can handle me, I'm goneC#m when the shit's too strong [Pre-chorus]Continúa después del anuncioC#m The night's too longA I took too much and I've gone tooB far [Chorus]C#m And I might not make it I might not make itA B This time I might not make itC#m I might not make it I might not make itA B This time I might not make itC#m I might not make it I might not make itA B This time I might not make itC#m I might not [Verse]C#m Bitches know, told a ho, "It's different strokes for different folks"A Came up out the north, we wasB playin' with a different snowC#m Took my niggas from the four-one to pacific coastA B We no longer put no fish scale on the fishin' boat [Verse]C#m Listen ho, I know all you bitches want is liquor, smoke (Liquor, smoke)C#m I know all you bitches want is dick and dough (Dick and dough)C#m Told her, "You don't gotta make it difficult"A Baby, sit calm, we don't needB another episode [Verse]C#m Hippy bitches sendin' me titty picturesA B She told me no religion was the new religionC#m She said she don't believe in God but her shoes ChristianA B I heard she servin' everybody like the soup kitchen [Verse]C#m Gettin' hoes higher, gettin' hoes higherA She got work in the mornin', I'mB gettin' hoes firedC#m Why the fuck you call it purp when you mix it pink?A B You know I fuckin' mix the drinksC#m when the shit's too strong [Pre-chorus]C#m The night's too longA I took too much and I've gone tooB far [Chorus]C#m And I might not make it I might not make itA B This time I might not make itC#m I might not make it I might not make itA B This time I might not make itC#m I might not make it I might not make itA B This time I might not make itC#m I might not