Chords with lyrics
Chorus:
D#mD#m F minorFm F#F# A#mA#m
I gave this hustle everything I got (thing I got)
Always kept it real from the very start (very start)
A#mA#m G#G# F#F#
Niggas ain't thorough like I always thought
Damn, the game left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
D#mD#m F minorFm
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
F#F# A#mA#m
Niggas said they with you when they really not (really not)
A#mA#m C#C# F#F#
Niggas plot on everything you got (everything you got)
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
Verse 1:
D#mD#m
Uh, I kept it triller from the very start
A#mA#m
Seen so many people crossed me, don't know where to start
A#mA#m
Uh, that bitch left me with a heavy heart
F#F#
Yeah, still on them papers, they won't let me off
D#mD#m F minorFm
Never thought we'd make it out the ghetto, now look where we are
F#F#
Fucking famous bitches and that pussy taste like caviar
A#mA#m C#C#
I done gave these niggas everything and that was from the heart
F#F#
Rollie, chain, every car, all it did was left me scarred
D#mD#m F minorFm
Heard my dog talk behind my back and I'm like let him talk
F#F#
I won't say his name but he gone feel this shit in every bar
A#mA#m
Feel this shit in all my verses
G#G#
Was it really worth it
F#F#
Cut the grass and all the snakes gone surface
Nobody's perfect
F#F#
Showed them cash, he kinda made me nervous
Maybe I'm trippin'
G#G#
Hoping this paranoia from all this shit that we been in
A#mA#m
Watched you pour gasoline, and burned out all of your bridges
D#mD#m
Nigga, you sunk your friendships, something you got to live with
Fuck it!
Chorus:
D#mD#m F minorFm F#F#
I gave this hustle everything I got (thing I got)
Always kept it real from the very start (very start)
A#mA#m G#G# F#F#
Niggas ain't thorough like I always thought
Damn, the game left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
D#mD#m F minorFm
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
F#F# A#mA#m
Niggas said they with you when they really not (really not)
A#mA#m C#C# F#F#
Niggas plot on everything you got (everything you got)
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
Verse 2:
D#mD#m A#mA#m
Tears falling like the water when the levies drop
A#mA#m
Boyz in the Hood, these niggas Tre' they screaming let me out
A#mA#m
No they ain't riding, it was drama, I'm like yeah we out
F#F#
Trying to please these niggas, shit gone prolly wear me out
D#mD#m F minorFm
Drive me crazy, I been by myself lately
F#F#
40 on my belt lately, I ain't need no help lately
A#mA#m
Nigga cross me, I cut him off and I felt crazy
F#F#
'Cause I got a purple heart
D#mD#m F minorFm
Shit I'd rather work and walk 'fore I ride luxury with niggas that don't fuck with me
F#F#
I'm startin' to hate this fame shit look what it done to me
A#mA#m
Seen half these niggas turn they back when rappers tried to come for me
F#F#
Don't want them in my company just want to be a company
Hunnit mill'
Dream chasers, chasing dreams
Hate is fake, and love is real
G#G#
Niggas said I wouldn't win told them yes the fuck I will
A#mA#m
Hit the studio with all my feeling and I let 'em spill
D#mD#m
Forever thorough, be a sucka nigga, no I never will (No!)
Chorus:
D#mD#m F minorFm F#F#
I gave this hustle everything I got (thing I got)
Always kept it real from the very start (very start)
A#mA#m G#G# F#F#
Niggas ain't thorough like I always thought
Damn, the game left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
D#mD#m F minorFm
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
F#F# A#mA#m
Niggas said they with you when they really not (really not)
A#mA#m C#C# F#F#
Niggas plot on everything you got (everything you got)
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
Verse 3:
G#G#
Uh, my heart heavy, my soul cleaner
FF
When shorty got a big head, I was like hol' Gina
F#F#
I made a mil, I got a deal, I lift the whole team up
I had the whole squad lit, I had the city poppin'
D#mD#m F minorFm F#F#
I told my dog don't listen to them, get caught up in that gossip
F#F#
They wanna see you in the hood back when you ain't got shit
A#mA#m
Remember nights was on the 'gram, toasting with the pilot
F#F#
Then everything went sour, this little thing of ours
Chorus:
D#mD#m F minorFm F#F#
I gave this hustle everything I got (thing I got)
Always kept it real from the very start (very start)
A#mA#m G#G# F#F#
Niggas ain't thorough like I always thought
Damn, the game left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
D#mD#m F minorFm
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)
F#F# A#mA#m
Niggas said they with you when they really not (really not)
A#mA#m C#C# F#F#
Niggas plot on everything you got (everything you got)
The streets left me with a heavy heart (heavy heart)