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[Chorus: Swae Lee]
A#m                                       F#
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
(My mama always said)
A#m                           F#
I said close your mouth and eat
A#m                            F#
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
A#m                                    F#
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
A#m                         F#
I said close your mouth and eat
              A#m                           F#
You make some paper, then you make your own rules

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
A#m
I'm from the hood and it's evident
F#
Used to sell drugs out my residence
A#m
Stayed in section 8 with relatives
F#
Opportunity knockin', I let 'em in
A#m
I done put Forgis on everything
F#
I left the mall like Ginobili
A#m                           F#
And if I'm not successful, ain't nobody gon' come console me
A#m
I pray my mama quit smokin'
F#
When my dad died, I got focused
A#m
I gotta table full of Ace of Spades
F#
I don't fuck around with you jokers (ooh)
A#m
Ain't heard a word from my old friends
F#
Heard they wanna kick my doors in
A#m
I done loaded up the 2-2-3
F#
I'm so high they might call a goaltend, yeah
A#m
Lord knows, stashed work in the console
A#m                          F#
So many autos in my garage, I can't open my car door
A#m                     F#
Bond on me like the sun on me
A#m                                       F#
Gettin' this bread she say, "You dropped crumbs on me"
A#m                          F#
Walked in the club and got ones only
A#m                               F#
Need a tat on my stomach that say prawns only
A#m                       F#
Raised by single parent Black woman
A#m                                       F#
They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me
She always told me

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
A#m                                       F#
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
(My mama always said)
A#m                           F#
I said close your mouth and eat
A#m                            F#
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
A#m                                    F#
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
A#m                         F#
I said close your mouth and eat
              A#m                           F#
You make some paper, then you make your own rules

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
A#m                         F#
Smoking on a yacht, call me Ricky Steamboat
A#m                       F#
Bags full of gas, used to serve them through the screen door
A#m                    F#
Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw
A#m
Taught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo
A#m        A#m                    F#
No rules, most of my partnas homeschooled
A#m                       F#
Most of my partnas got charges
A#m                                         F#
And I ain't talking about no mothafuckin' dodges
A#m                    F#
Trappin' up outta the college
A#m                            F#
I'm addicted to the rice at Benihana
A#m                         F#
Raised by a single parent Black woman
A#m                                       F#
They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me
She always told me

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
A#m                                       F#
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
(My mama always said)
A#m                           F#
I said close your mouth and eat
A#m                            F#
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
A#m                                    F#
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
A#m                         F#
I said close your mouth and eat
              A#m                           F#
You make some paper, then you make your own rules

            
            
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