Chords for Life Of An Outlaw

You know that we live as love, everybody fucking with us
So don't you see, it's hard to be a man, [B] right under my brother's ass
Why [D] explain the [Em] game, niggas ain't listening, [D] stuck in positions
Victims [C] can't stand the heat, just take a fuck out the [E] kids
Have these busters, switchin' looking at me mean, itching
Giving suckers pretty slates, have these bitch niggas snitchin'
World we now gonna slam dead, [D] the feds sure be in [G] hope
That they can finally nail [C] us, for selling [D] dope
They [E] back, which make it rack, burst [A] whenever I rap
Words being thrown to explode on contact
Extreme in time, flooded by [C] my passion and fury
Look at [E] me laugh at my bra, but this [C] flash in my [E] jimmy
You stand solid if you niggas knew me, [D] truly effective
This shit you [B] heard ain't do me justice, got a death wish [E] bitch
Rumble face being traced by the infrared beam
It seems [Em] niggas ain't recognize [C] my team
[E] Ain't nobody holding you back, explode [D] the track to confetti
[A] Unload it, cause niggas ain't ready, the [D] life of an [E] outlaw
You know that we live as love, everybody fucking with us
So don't you see, it's hard to [C] be a man, riding with my gun in hand
[E] Code 3, attack formation, pull out some pistols
Keep an eye out for the devils cause they [C] itching to get [E] you
Nursing this madman, screaming kamikaze in town
Automatic gunfire, making all my enemies [D] run
Who should I [E] call when I'm shot and bleed
[D] Indeed a possibility [B] as part of chasing green
[C] Go copy [E] Higgins being skinned with my team
This is chosen few, my foes victims of explosives
Come closer, exhale the fumes, we got memories
Fade fast, a slave for cash, accelerate, mass blast the decks
Don't look down how you make it work
Niggas ain't ready for [Bm] the wrath of the outlaws
Never [E] surrender, death wish, focus on to stay [D] free
I'm drugged out, [Am] fuck the world cause this is how they [C] made me
[E] Starve but still grieving, believe in me and [A] you can see the victory of warrior in truth
You wanna bitch me?
Life of an outlaw
You know that we live as love, everybody fucking with us
So [D] don't you see, [A] it's hard to be a man, riding with my gun in hand
No retreat, no surrender
City under siege, it's like I [C] can't even breathe
I'm from the [E] state of Cawthie, GED from the [D] streets, claiming [E] feet
I play for thieves to raise [C] the whole crime scene
My feet, they sneaking from behind, trying to creep
No hands with no straps, dang, it's hard to bounce back
I also rap so bad, they snap us down, Lord, [F#] death
So slip and grip, I always [A] tend to get ya
Snip, we'll clip and get the picture
I put my life down as a Christian
But [E] still I'm lost in the land of the lowly
Where [D] anybody holy, matter of fact we are holy
Everybody living [B] slowly, but themselves too hushed on the land [D] of hell
Somebody need me, you know we lost hope
And he need me, but the [E] evil lives forever
But I rap at lowdown, scandalous like a pramp
It's [F#] all for the Greek fame, [C] Ohio
Till [D] we manage to crash it, six months in [C] advance
Till what we plotted, [B] I post a golden on Swole
Then I got it
I untrack my window, knowing they love to [C] catch
Catch your sleep, and attach a [A] strap under my pillow
Hand to [C] hand like we [E] freaking creeping deep into the morning
[C] Peeping out the weak, why [E] they yawning?
And let my clout speak for itself, no doubt
Outlaw out of my mind, [C] out of time
Young Oaklander, [E] some kind of life of mine
K [C]-Dawg don't [E] mind, finding it funny
Matter of fact, cause it is, perhaps finally I'll adapt
Through it over the years, it's [C] now or never
Ayy, no more, what's up nigga?
What you got for me?
Hell yeah
What you killing for me nigga?
Oh my god, mother nigga
Ayy yo, see you out of those stupid bitches
Well now they [F#] all say that vultures are parasites
Snakes are all alike
[D#] Thug life, great life
[F#] Traits we [E] fist fight like for death
[G#] But you can't win when the vest won't be no [D] breathing
For the reason, poor bitch on your [F#] breath
I see day and it's dark, and I admit it's stoked
So chase that ass, hide your snags
We went from the [C] north, say yo Mac, your belly
Give me them bullets that was left up in your belly
And let me bust back to the niggas, cause they [A] all sweaty
In the life we [C] live as thugs
[Em] Everybody fucking with [Am] us
Oh can't you see?
It's [A] hard to be a man
[A] Right over my loving hand
In the life we [C] live as thugs
Everybody fucking with [A] us
Oh can't you see?
It's hard to be a man
Right over my loving [D] hand
[Em] In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fucking with [E] us
Oh can't you see?
It's hard to [D] be a man
[B] Right over my loving hand
[E]
In the life we [D] live as thugs
[E] Everybody fucking with us
Oh can't you see?
It's hard to be a man
[D] Right over my loving hand
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