Chords for Interstate

_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [Em] _ let's go.
Number [Bm] four.
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_ [D] _ _ [Em] She like baby, where you [Bm] at?
I told her I'm on the [Am] interstate.
Was like the other [F#m] day I talked to Topo, told me it [Em] was straight.
He still on [Bm] that bullshit even though he locked up in a gate.
[Am] But they just free my [F#m] brother's glass so now it's right [Em] back to the cake.
I be catching [Bm] plays, clutching canes, knowing where you [Am] stay.
Listen boy, you better [G] not play it fast or don't get in my [Em] way.
Touching bad, got me on [Bm] your jacket's on a fucking mate.
[Am] Getting cash, this what [Bm] make me happy, rest of that shit fake.
[Em] I do whatever to [Bm] get paid, yeah I give money every way.
They [Am] say I'm stuck in my [F#m] ways and I'm like bitch get out [Em] my face.
We can't link up, it's too [Bm] late.
Yo my friends, they all snakes.
[Am] Rock the show and I'm [F#m] on stage, they count the back end with my [Em] bae.
Since I came up, they say [Bm] I chained up.
Bitch you know I stay [Am] with a banger, [G] one in the chamber.
Since you been trying [Em] to get your name up, [Bm] you gon' be famous.
Bitch we gon' blow your fucking [Am] brains up, and then [G] you banged up.
My [Em] cousin Bo told me don't [Bm] trip, he play a game, gon' fuck his [Am] face up.
Everything I say [G] the truth, get off my dick and get your [Em] cake up.
These niggas act like my [Bm] bitch and put on thumbs up with some makeup.
[Am] We always did our [Bm] shit, I guess that's the [A] reason they [Em] hate us.
Shit like baby where [Bm] you at?
I told her I'm on the other side.
[Am] It was like the other day, [G] I talked to Chavo, [Em] told me it was straight.
He still on that [Bm] bullshit even though he locked up in [Am] a gate.
But they just free [Bm] my brother, so I sold knives right back [Em] to the gate.
I be catching [Bm] planes, clutching K's on where you stay.
[Am] Pussy boy, you better not [G] play it fast or don't get in my way.
[Em] Flippin' bag, got [Bm] me wearing jackets, all them fucking made.
[Am] Getting cash, this what make [D] me happy, rest of that [Em] shit fake.
New York and the old one [Bm] faded, sippin' late, I'm a lot with the [Am] chase.
Keep guns like I [G] was in the Navy, my time right now shit [Em] crazy.
Can't lie, I feel [Bm] amazing, lil' bitch wanna have my baby.
[Am] I can't fuck all night, gotta [G] catch my flight, so you know I ain't [Em] staying.
Fuck all the days [Bm] I been praying, I'm never gon' hold out my hand.
[Am] I'm a victim, I pull up on [G] down, smoking a lot, I can't hear [Em] what you say.
_ _ [Bm] My pockets stay full of them [Am] pills, [G] for my family I do what I can.
All that fake [Bm] love, that's that shit that I don't [Am] need.
Shit [G] so deep, when I cry my eyes [Em] bleed.
Say [Bm] they fuck with me, I know they don't fuck with me.
[Am] I'm getting it [G] in, they been having [F#] time to sleep.
She like, baby, where you at?
I told her I'm on the interstate.
Was like the [G] other day, I talked to Chopper, told [Em] me he was straight.
He said all that [Bm] bullshit, even though you're locked up in a [Am] gate.
But they just bring [F#m] my brother's locks on 9's right back to [Em] the gate.
I be [Bm] catching plays, clutching K's on where you stay.
[Am] Push it boy, you better not [G] play it fast, or don't get [Em] in my way.
Clutching back, got me [Bm] on that jack, it's all the fucking [Am] mate.
Getting cash, [D] this what make me happy, rest of that shit [Em] fake.
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