This single was released on 10 November 2023. The vocals are by Lil Durk, the music is produced by Chopsquad DJ, and the lyrics are written by Chopsquad DJ , Lil Durk.
This song is originally in the key of A Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of A Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: A Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Am (Banger) Am What up, nephew? Man, you know what it is Am I wanna start this jawn up by sayin' I'm so proud of you, man Am But after that, it's all about a second chance (The Melody) Am And everybody, especially the real niggas Am Real people from the hood, man, from the trenches, they deserve a second chance Am 'Cause a lot of us got caught up in the motherfuckin' math (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Am With these people, man, just tryna lock us up for nothin', you hear me? Am So here we arе now, I remember back, back, not too long ago Am Mе and your daddy was in the belly of the beast Am And on our paperwork, it said, as our outdate, it said, "Deceased, deceased" Am They thought we was gon' die in there Am But look at us now, we out here thrivin', livin' Am Now you out here, it's your second chance too, nephew (Bang, bang, bang) [VERSE ONE] Am You know, money and power got the trenches united Am Got some members indicted over money and violence Am I was raised in the jungle with snakes, rats and some lions (Yeah) Am Leather Pelles for winters, dope boys and giants Am Daddy took over the streets, Larry Hoover was my age Am When weed was so cheap, sellin' drugs off MySpace Am I'm a gangster at heart, could stop a war with my face Am Mama, I said I'm sorry for puttin' you through the mind games, sorry Am Only The Family the Navy (Yeah) Am G double 0 is the army (Yeah) Am Tell 'em re open Barneys (Yeah) Am A hundred fifty on Marni (Yeah) Am A double cup full of lean (Yeah) Am I need to drink some Dasani (Yeah) Am 'Cause my piss back yellow (Yeah) Am But my President white (Damn) Am Plus, my 'Rari was white, my Rollie face was just white (White) Am My uncle had his own crib, but he stay with the white Am I'm in a phase of my life, I can't be praisin' the mice Am My auntie prayed to the Christ (Christ), I made a way through the night (Yeah) Am Regret I gave her a flight (Flight), my brother stayed with a pipe (Pipe) Am He just ain't have it that night (Dang), I hate he played with his life (Dang) Am His killer paid for his price (Bang), I brought it straight from the dice (Yeah) Am Racketeering his charge, I wish he took my advice www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Am Money is the root of all evil (Yeah) Am Smurk, I mean Durk, be in the trenches with his people Am Cursed, I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people Am Chh, baow baow, ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal [VERSE TWO] Am Back in 2010, I went to school with a Desert Eagle (Trenches) Am Sean John hoodie, with Shawn Carters in my Evisu's Am Family treat me different, I had to walk 'round like I'm see through Am Niggas treat me like family, I just told you what the streets do (Damn) Am Young age, I used to run the streets 'cause I'm a bad boy (Damn) Am Trap house my Waffle House, I trapped right off an Android (Brr) Am Never duck no niggas or no 12, just the landlord Am Didn't have my rent, I left my bitch and she was payin' for it (Bitch) Am Love brodie to death, he hit that dope, but I can't stand for it (Dope) Am I took over the trenches for a century, I'm the man to 'em (I'm the man to 'em) Am Label said, "Don't make none for the streets, just make some dance music" (Cha, cha) Am Said, "I can't, I gotta make shit for the streets, I'm the man to 'em'" (Nah, nah) Am Money over bitches, some reason I'll tend to 'em (Yeah) Am I ain't never listen, like fuck permission, I carry a Gen4 (Gen4) Am Family in the streets, my relationship, I got a handful (Yeah) Am Count a million cash, I swear to God, it had my hand sore (Sss, ahh) Am Fuck her from the back, I had her scratchin' up the headboard (Yeah) Am Nutted on her lashes, I ain't gotta ask her what she mad for (Smurk) Am Baby, what you sad for? Baby, what you sad for? (Huh?) Am The Brabus truck, the one that, hmm, I paid a bag for it (Hmm) Am I paid cash for it, a duffel bag, boy (Yeah) Am But too much cash'll have 'em paranoid www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Am Money is the root of all evil (Yeah) Am Smurk, I mean Durk, be in the trenches with his people Am Cursed, I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people Am Chh, baow baow, ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal Am Money is the root of all evil (Trenches) Am Smurk, I mean Durk, be in the trenches with his people (Yeah) Am Cursed, I mean hurt that they just takin' all my people Am Chh, baow baow, ain't beat his case 'cause he ain't legal
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