Tonalidad: F minor
Verse 1
Am
F
G
F
Lemme tell y'all
a 'lil story about myself
Am
This right here is a true story,
F
check it out though
Verse 2
F
Am
Ulcers hurt my salary,
F
alter my personality
Give it to you real,
Am
I can't feed my culture no fallacy
You know my attitude,
arrogant, cocky rude
F
Eatin' off papi food,
C
F
used to be a stocky dude
Am
Weighed two twenty,
Verse 3
Am
F
Am
wit two honies, I move monie
F
C
F
It's true dummy, dunny need a new tummy
C
I become berserk,
Am
it was no fun to work
C
G
F
Everyday my stomach hurt,
rippin' off my undershirt
Verse 4
F
Am
The pain was no comparison,
F
Am
stomach started cherishin'
F
Am
Throwin' up in public, yo fuck it,
it was embarrassin'
Regurgitatin', green,
yellow, burgundy, boom
F
But came my urgency soon,
Verse 5
the emergency room
Am
In there, no salvage,
treated like a cold savage
F
They said pimpin' symptoms,
huh, a dope addicts
There you have it,
G
but they ain't find no heroin
Am
F
Coke, crack, dope, just weed,
but that's my medicine
Verse 6
F
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Am
G
Say that I'm too gordy,
F
word to my blue maurys
Am
This is a true story
F
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
G
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 7
G
Am
Never mind stuntin', dime puffin,
C
Am
doc spent his time frontin'
F
Am
F
He like a bad detective,
Am
F
he ain't find nuttin'
Am
Besides that though,
C
I can't enjoy a movie, dinner
Am
My son growin' up,
F
I'm lookin' like the movie thinner
Verse 8
F
I'm thinkin' suicide,
Am
do or die, sit and cry
F
What hurt my baby moms
askin' if I'm gettin' high
C
F
G
She gonna play me a thug,
F
G
I told the lady I love
F
If it ain't hustlin' ma,
G
F
please don't relate me to drugs
Verse 9
G
F
Am
F
I'm loosin' weight though,
Am
everyday pounds and muscles
F
C
Gotta get off my ass,
F
C
hit some towns and hustle
F
Bein' sick, huh, it get sickenin' you know
I was too sick to do shows,
but still equipped to move O's
Verse 10
F
You know my attitude, get it how I get it
Am
If I can shoot, I turn around,
I'm off my pivot
F
And oops, I thought I had it mapped
Weight started to gain again,
C
F
it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained again
Verse 11
F
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
C
F
G
Thought that it went away, uh,
oh, here it come again
Verse 12
body, I'm hard bodied,
Am
F
C
word mommy, vanishin'
F
C
F
Hadda go low, the male clinic, Minnesota
Am
F
C
I couldn't get cake, a rock in a hard place
F
For me, that's a odd place,
C
F
I'm only here by God's grace
Verse 13
Am
Like a lab rat, them
F
tests dishonor Cam
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
sonogram
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be
stressed
Verse 14
F
The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
C
And that's irritable bowel child,
F
I hadda spit it y'all
Kick to y'all,
C
so it ain't my fault if I shit on y'all
F
C
F
Get it, get it, get it, get it?
Verse 15
F
My baby mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
G
F
word to my blue maurys
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
G
uh oh, here it come again
Verse 16
mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy,
F
word to my blue maurys
Am
F
This is a true story
I got stomach pain,
don't matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away,
Outro 1
uh oh, here it come again
F
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