Chords for Potter Payper - My Generation | @PotterPayper | Link Up TV

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And now we feel in the heat.
Old squad used to flash buses.
Old squad used to rob budgets.
Old squad used to rob mobiles.
Please don't judge me I never had nothing.
Just a heart and a hope that being broke ain't gonna last.
I never thought I'd make a living talking about my dead past.
All my friends banged up and all my friends passed.
They said PE you've had it harsh.
Harder than a bacon in a marsh I got a lot.
Cause _ tears won't bring back years.
Enough weed, enough liquor, get a sit back here.
Fucking with enough stress that I push back here.
Old school I had my burner in a book bag.
Old school I pushed crack trying to get fly.
Little tracky, little trainers I was good man.
My generation turned the hood man.
Age of 16 I had my old scrap.
Young boy stressing like a old man.
Old man you ain't got shit.
You know the program.
Old squad used to ride bird like bike.
You know I earned my stripes.
_ _ Acting like this shit was worth my life.
And them washed up oldies give the worst advice.
Fuck that just watch me get [Ab] mine.
Old school when [Cm] I was 5 it's not peace.
Such a hard not life.
Check me watching New Jack City on repeat.
_ [Eb] Thinking I was Nina when the car never [Cm] came on for a week.
_ My last dance Halloween got a mask and sweets for a neek.
_ _ I never knew I was gonna be a star.
I never knew a life so cheap.
_ _ Shit.
Guess I just sold what I reaped.
I stepped out the house.
I [Eb] been jogging I slept on the couch.
[Cm] See usually I'm in then I'm out.
But I got no chill when I'm out.
Unless it's serious [Eb] amounts.
Dog then I smile like there's drills in my mouth.
[Cm] Dog I still fuck with them killers from south.
I still fuck with them killers in ends.
See that's family I can't pick my friends.
The [Eb] struggle you can't comprehend.
[Ab] I reload [Cm] and reload and reload. _ _ _
_ I'm not content.
_ I'm not content.
_ I'm in these streets.
_ I'm better trapping these beats.
I ain't been asleep all week.
In the studio chasing my dream.
I feel to put it all on pause.
_ I feel to put it all on pause.
My ma da's got bricks on fleek.
_ And I got these chicks on me.
And I love the way that she love me.
But I told this money I'm coming.
You know I'm a man of my word.
Look how I made [Eb] something from nothing.
[Cm] You know I'm a man with a bird.
Tell your fav rapper Weezy man I'll sun him.
If he knows me he knows I ain't bluffing.
[Eb] If he knows he knows I'm afraid of nothing.
[Fm] Fell in love with this [Cm] money I lost it.
Got my man moving funny don't trust it.
See today's mine it could be my last. _
_ _ Cause where I'm from shit happens fast. _
_ _ I've been up I've been flat on my arse.
I've been up I've been flat on my arse.
_ _ Don't compare me to these rappers.
Don't know if they're gonna last.
_ _ I don't think we're in the same league. _ _
_ _ I don't think we're in the same class. _
_ _ I don't think you read the rules right. _
_ _ I bet you wish that you could restart. _ _
I just want a house on a hill.
A house on a hill real far.
I don't do wrong I do me.
Still couldn't give a fuck who you are.
Just give me my luxury.
I'ma take my luxury car.
I'ma tuck in the warts.
And go tell my mum I'm a star.
_ And I kicked in the door and I left her a jar for the real. _ _ _ _ _ _
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