Chords for Lil Durk "Granny Crib" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

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_ Came a long way to a mansion
I had wrote this at my granny crib
Jumped into the streets on accident
Police stabbed me, they better not ask me shit
I don't want no quad, I want some activists
I bet that nigga won't knock again
Remember I had them poofer tans
Put me on dry supply, you better not ask for shit
[D#] Couldn't get none of you I met, I sold loose [C#m] squares
Tryna tell my judge my story, like who cares?
Can't explain the love I got out for the mayor
Don't come outside when there's war, I think you scared
Wasn't in my life, I tell my kids you dead
Know some niggas will snake they homies for some meds
Know some niggas don't take their homies in a fist
Know some niggas that took some gunshots to the head
No reaction, I scream gang gang when I'm dead
Please be greater, don't plead these haters
On that Billy powder, like plead these gators
I don't cry awake, I'ma [D#] grieve later
If you don't bleed me now, you gon' [C#m] bleed me later
If you ain't bleeding now, you gon' bleed later
We don't buy 5-7's, nigga we take em
Percocet, I told Rex take em
Ain't let money change, I told Rex thank em
Came a long way to a magic land
I had roses at my granny's crib
Jumped into the streets on accident
Police stashed me a day, man I act like shit
I don't want no quad, I want some activists
I bet that nigga want a lot of gas
Remember I had them blue patas
[G#m] Put me on Dr.
Plus, you better [C#m] ask for shade
[F#] On my dead body
I remember waking [C#m] up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go back on my word, that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral, cry on my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out, I'm talking about dead body
I remember selling weed and sassing Ed Hottie
My homie he the police, he might be fed by me
That's on my dead body
I'm attached to my babies, they been driving me crazy
My three sons crazy, make my daughters ladies
Turn these thousands millions, going broke prevented
I beat all my enemies, [D#] 101 [C#m]%
Don't fuck with no sucker nigga, my life I adjust it with it
I'll snake you just to get it, no wonder I keep my distance
Wonder why I keep my pistol, had fame since we was little
Kept guns for being bullies, kept guns to keep the fullies
My teachers tried to push me, I need them birds like whoopies
My bitch I love her pussy, with 30,000 bookies
Bitch that he trying to book me, smoke a pound of cookie
Others sign a junkie, I done survived the jungle
I'm a survivor struggle, forever gon' ride with my sloughies
These niggas ain't real allies, they love me
Homicide, homicide if a nigga touch me Facts, oh _
Shame on you mean that's a shame on me
You got fame on you that mean that's fame for me
Did you get 100, yeah, that's insane for me
I'll make you for what you did, just explain to me
Came a long way to a mansion crib
I had roaches at my granny crib
Jumped into the streets on accident
Police stabbed me all day man I asked me shit
I don't want no quad I want some accident
I bet that nigga want back again
Remember I had them [D#] poofers 10
Put me on drugs to push you and I [C#m] ask for shame
On my [F#] dead body
I [C#m] remember waking up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral cry on my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm talking about dead body
I remember selling weed and shot some air hot
My homie he the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dead body _ _
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