Chords for VICTOR ROBERTS

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_ _ [C] My fucking Power Rangers couldn't [G] protect me from that LAPD kick, though.
Motel, [C] pickpockets, swing through the living room, straight to the bedroom, looking [G] for great dope.
My papa looking at my mama, looking at that closet like, [C] that shit go.
Two keys and a thumper, [G] 10K with the mustard, a whole family and no buster, this [C] don't add up.
My padre facing them three strikes, and my [G] mama just smacked the pipe, crack smoke, I
crashed, hype, this shit [C] still bad, cause, boys peeped the Brillo pad and [G] some glass
tucked in, it's looking like my parents was up in here running all through [C] that stash,
done, but the fat crack different than coke, plus the smoke [G] wasn't close enough to choke
me, lowered scrutiny, so mom could kick [C] big facts, so bruh, the truth is we held it back
for this kid [G] we took in, trying to part with his old ways, maybe we all [C] mistook him, cause
I knew something was fucked up when he said, don't open no [G] look in this here satchel, that'll
be back for him, just a couple of [C] minutes and hella hours later, like, boy, could've
been an hour later, what [G] about cold food, poor cold fool, motherfucker put my family
in danger, I [C] blame myself, brought in my anger, I never looked inside his stuff, so he [G] never
really needed to hide his stuff, when you show me what was really inside his stuff,
[C] I never had a clue, now I know it's police, you gotta do what you [G] gotta do, but this my
family, all I got is us, my nigga, my whole mother just shouted [C] us, my nigga, this is
why we here, and I don't fuck with niggas I don't know, [G] but I had a heart to help this
kid in danger, tears and [C] anger, Jim and I get violently policed, silence don't help
[G] anxiety, my daddy's prize, him, all of us, wildin', all of these pilots, not one of them
[C] flyin', y'all plan on tryin', this fight is dive in those tuck, popo [G] stuck, play your
part, all this commotion enables, listenin' like, oh [C] fuck, shippin' a spark, all this
emotion, need a decision made with some [G] heart, cause ours is broken, they tryin' to lock
the third notch on my pops, [C] choke it, this shit ain't kosher, mom's a Zofia, if CPS
can sit there [G] ages, I ain't go see my parents for ages, all this erosion, no more [C] protection,
shit don't feel safe, what graduation, what degrees, what [G] dissertations, what imagination,
imagine my whole world taken away from [C] me, all over some bass and this is true [G] melodies,
my heart racing, clutching my Red Ranger pacing, I can barely [C] breathe, _ [G] this is police man,
so police man, we [C] got what we need, just let em be, [G] _
_ _ [C] thank God for my bitches still [G] sticking
with me, thank God when I'm talking on you, listen [C] to me, thank God that I'm built for
the [G] distance, thank God for me, thank [C] God for me, thank God for my bitches still sticking
[G] with me, thank God when I'm talking on you, listen [C] to me, thank God that I'm built for
the [G] distance, thank God for me, thank [C] God for me,
_ [G] And _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _
[C] if you're [Em] hurting, [Bm] love yourself with [Am] my [D] heart,
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And if you're [C] hurting, _ [Bm] love yourself with [E] my heart, _ _
_ _ [Em] Thank God for my bitches still sticking [Bm] with me, thank God when I'm talking on you, listen
[Em] Thank God that I'm built for the [Bm] distance, thank God for me, thank God [Em] for me, thank
God for my bitches still sticking [G] with me, thank God when I'm talking on you, listen
[Em] to me, thank God that I'm built for the [Bm] distance, thank God for me, thank God [Am] for me,
Thank God [Bm] _
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for me
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