2KBABY - OLD STREETS (feat. Lil Durk) [Remix] (Official Audio) Chords

[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ Mmm, [E] yeah, [G] yeah
That's my brother
So if you crossin' him, you crossin' me
Fuck all these hoes, please get him off of me
[D] We from the gutter
Every night we ate bologna, me
Bitch, watch your tone, cause they don't hoe with [G] me
They say I'm greedy
When I be only tryna feed the team
Somebody tell me who been feeding [D] me
No, I ain't easy
Take all these drugs like I'm my O.D.
Game ain't the same, I'm Mr.
O.
Streets
[G] Man, I'm Mr.
O.
Streets
These niggas lame, they gotta show me
They know [D] my name, but they don't know me
Got all this pain, somebody hoe me, yeah
[G] So now I ball like O.D., yeah
These niggas be so O.D., yeah
[D] They wanna be my O.D., yeah
But I been grinding by [Bm] my O.D., yeah
[G]
Cold winters, cold killers, and cold dinners
My granny trippin', her grandson a [D] dope dealer
My hoe trippin', no pics, it's just business
Stop bitchin', get out your feelings, just roll [G] with it
It's all sickening, the bills pittin', my mom's missin'
Pops flippin', the time's tickin', the [D] day's shiftin'
I can't fix it, move with it, just groove with it
Too smooth with it, I kept prayin', I'm [G] God's gift, yeah
Never change all my brothers, I'm not switchin'
Been in here with no others, we not [D] witty
All the opps taken cover, got caught slippin'
Ghosts been, they block with them cutters, we not [G] missin'
Man, I'm Mr.
O.
Streets
These niggas lame, they gotta show me
They know my [D] name, but they don't know me
Got all this pain, somebody [Bm] hoe me, yeah
So [G] now I ball like O.D., yeah
These niggas be so O.D., yeah
They [D] wanna be my O.D., yeah
But I been gotten by my [Bm] O.D., yeah
[G]
Practically, I give you my last, ain't no axin' me
You just mad I got them gang members [D] in back of me
I lost my dog and his soul still attached to me
Don't blame my homie for his murder, blame [G] his accuracy
Real killer, I told that bitch that's the rack in me
Locked bitches, settin' up some rappers and some [D] athletes
I'm takin' care of a lot of lawyer fees, I can't rap for free
Hit too many bumps, I sat the road, it feel like [G] acne
And I can never keep a job, cause I was big-teethin'
They call them lackin' off a squad because [D] this bitch cheatin'
I keep the old streets away cause they was big leeches, yeah
And I miss the [G] old streets
So the purses out the lane, but that's the old me
You know what happen if you [D] owe me, that's the old me
Don't DM me, bout no shootin', nigga, show me
[Bm] And ain't no keyboard they gon' pull up, that's the old streets
Man, [G] I miss the old streets
These niggas lame, they gotta show me
[Bm] They know my [D] name, but they don't know me
Got all this pain, somebody [Bm] hoe me, yeah
So [G] now I ball like O.D., yeah
These niggas be so O.D., [D] yeah
They wanna be my O.D., yeah
But I been grindin' by my [Bm] O.D., yeah
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