Аккорды к песне ​Lil Baby — Real Shit

 
Original Key: D# Minor 
Time Signature: 4/4 
Tempo: 78 
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU 
 
 [INTRO] 
 
 D#m G#m D#m G#m 
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 [VERSE] 
 D#m 
 Real Atlanta, I'm from a zone, 
 D#m 
 Right up the street from the dome (I'm from the D#m) 
 D#m 
 Came up gettin' our hustle on, livin' legend off of strong 
 G#m 
 Bro still sellin' bricks, can't knock his hustle, shit to each his own 
 G#m 
 Lot of fake love, they only call you when they need a loan 
 
   D#m 
 Bro in the box ready to come home, for now he livin' through a phone (Free the bro) 
  D#m 
 Told me he ain't worried 'bout no nigga 'less he can fly a drone 
 G#m 
 Know them young niggas look up to me, so I can't lead 'em on 
 G#m 
 Watchin' what I talk about, I'm the leader, so I can't tell 'em wrong 
 
 D#m 
 Young crew, they break in cars (Strikers), jack boys they still robbin' 
 D#m 
G Dawg dem been gone for damn near a dub and they steady mobbin' 
 G#m 
 Shit wasn't always great, I had to wait, I stayed down for my come up 
 G#m 
 Every day, I'm paper chasin', my bank account need another comma 
 
 D#m 
 Tryna stay away from the drama, never runnin' from my karma 
 D#m 
Anything I did, I stand behind it, momma raised a      G 
 G#m 
 Coward is somethin' I'll never be, Hellcat spinnin' up the street (Skrrt) 
 G#m 
 Trackhawk bulletproof the Jeep, none of this shit ain't come with ease 
 
D#m 
 My bitch told me, she won't never leave, now she on another team 
D#m 
 Saw my pain, it made me T'd, never been a one to grieve (No) 
 G#m 
 Naked bitches on my feed, I don't like her 'less she mean 
 
        D#m 
 Trust issues, I don't fuck with people (I can't), 
 
 blame it on the shit I seen (I seen it all) 
 D#m 
 Had Fannie watchin' my food savings while she was pregnant with dude baby (No shit) 
 D#m                                G#m 
 But it wasn't no food savin', whole lotta green shit 
 G#m 
 Tryna shake my demons, keep callin' the lean man 
 G#m                                      D#m 
 Keep rollin' this weed up, I been through some real shit 
 D#m 
 Come home to the lights off, furniture in the front yard (Eviction) 
 D#m                           G#m 
 Had to stay in hotels, daddy wasn't nowhere around 
 G#m 
 My mama a real gangster, she held it together 
G#m 
 (She did), no matter the circumstance, yeah 
 
 
      D#m 
 Superstar, fill up the stands, goin' for it when I get the chance 
 D#m 
 Dog shit stay in my pants, in my hand, in my bag 
  G#m 
 I still got my first advance, showin' bro how to buy some land 
G#m 
 We gotta make this money last, hate you let them niggas gas you 
 D#m 
 Get rich while I duck the task force, what more can a nigga ask for? 
 D#m 
 Belt to ass, we really tap shit, majority of these niggas cappin' 
 G#m 
 Really put it down on Plaza, really put in down on Bridges 
 G#m 
 Really put it down on Sparks, 'round my way, I'm a livin' legend 
 
D#m 
 ROTC, bro, them steppin', all the secrets I done kept 'em 
 D#m 
Where them bags at? I'll     Go get 'em, bring 'em back, let brodem sell 'em 
 G#m 
 Every day, I'm fightin' the Devil, put that lil' bitch on a pedestal 
G#m 
 Won't Do it again, never, shit gettin' real, I'm movin' careful 
 
 Yeah