This single was released on 12 April 2024. The vocals are by Kodak Black, the music is produced by DVS, and the lyrics are written by Kodak Black, DVS, Ronell “Big Gates” Levatte, Ace Hood, Plies, Alex Martin , Joseph Valbrun.
This song is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Kodak Black ,
Producer: DVS,
Writer: Kodak Black, DVS, Ronell “Big Gates” Levatte, Ace Hood, Plies, Alex Martin , Joseph Valbrun,
Producer: DVS,
Writer: Kodak Black, DVS, Ronell “Big Gates” Levatte, Ace Hood, Plies, Alex Martin , Joseph Valbrun,
Original Key: Bb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 120 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm I fucked around got a bih' pregnant Bbm My lawyer hollerin' nigga' pay me Bbm Nigga's locked up tryna' spray me Bbm I got it once so I'm shaking Bbm Seems like I'm all out of blessings Bbm I don't know if God tryna' test me Bbm Tryna' help a nigga' and he left me Bbm Tell you the truth, I'm stressed [VERSE] Bbm Locked up, my bitch stressing shit Bbm Hoping I make the pregnancy Bbm My homegirl's on that message shit Bbm Telling her not to keep on messing with me Bbm Fucked me up when Chino died Bbm He gon' bust it down amphetamine brick Bbm My career keep asking me about it Bbm Cuz' I keep going to jail and shit Bbm Tired of smelling my cell and shit Bbm Wonder where all my letters went Bbm All this money don't mean nothing Bbm Nothing unless my bag is set Bbm Family showing me jealousy Bbm They be forgetting to care for me Bbm Missing my son excrescently Bbm His momma' stay on some petty shit Bbm Knowing I take care of my jitt' Bbm Even all of that other lil' extra shit Bbm And you already got more child support Bbm What more you gon' need from me ? Bbm Nigga's ain't never been there for me Bbm Nigga's been giving they ass a kiss Bbm Shootouts at nights, Bbm spin it back to back same nigga's you was just laughing with Bbm Talking to God, begging for a change Bbm Know you know I'm going through some thang Bbm Hoping all this praying ain't in vein Bbm Say you never let me feel shame Bbm Stressed out, walking through the rain Bbm Think I got a baby on the way Bbm Fuck, court date coming up, yeah I'm strong but sometimes it gets tough www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm I fucked around got a bih' pregnant Bbm My lawyer hollerin' nigga' pay me Bbm Nigga's locked up tryna' spray me Bbm I got it once so I'm shaking Bbm Seems like I'm all out of blessings Bbm I don't know if God tryna' test me Bbm Tryna' help a nigga' and he left me Bbm Tell you the truth, I'm stressed [VERSE] Bbm What it's all it to be for a nigga' Bbm Bugging out that lean with the pistols Bbm Nigga's rocking ski like it's Winter Bbm You don't need a team to be official Bbm Mine is probably the same one that get you Bbm Fuck the fame I hang around with killers Bbm Creeping on em' in an armadillo Bbm Straight fly shit, ain't know that I'm a dealer Bbm Lil one finding bodies in the system Bbm He been smoking molly, can't remember Bbm First a little juvenile now you turned a killer Bbm Raiders riding around jumping out sprinters Bbm Sick and tired of fucking with these nigga's Bbm Gotta' watch my son grow up through these pictures Bbm Tired of falling in love with these bitches Bbm I just now that I keep getting richer Bbm Now they see me out there shaking head Bbm They was probably thinking I'd be dead Bbm Gave him years and the bitch fled Bbm Next thing you know he losing dreads Bbm I ain't allowed to say none though, ain't it? Bbm Everyone got their arms out lately Bbm Sober me would be way more dangerous Bbm Everything be my fault ain't it? [CHORUS] Bbm I fucked around got a bih' pregnant Bbm My lawyer hollerin' nigga' pay me Bbm Nigga's locked up tryna' spray me Bbm I got it once so I'm shaking Bbm Seems like I'm all out of blessings Bbm I don't know if God tryna' test me Bbm Tryna' help a nigga' and he left me Bbm Tell you the truth, I'm stressed
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