Dm                  C
  Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
            Bb                      A
But you and I got to be for you and I
                 Dm                   C
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
       Bb                    A
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
Dm                  C
  Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
            Bb                      A
But you and I got to be for you and I
                 Dm                   C
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
       Bb                    A
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
      Dm                          C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
        Bb                                A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
         Dm                         C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
      Bb                                         A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
      Dm                          C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
        Bb                                A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
         Dm                         C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
      Bb                                         A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
                 Dm                C                              Bb
Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
                A                         Dm
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
                         C
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
        Bb                     A                           Dm
Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
                        C
Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
         Bb                           A
There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
  Dm                         C
Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
      Bb                 A
Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
Dm           C
  Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
              Bb                      A
But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
            Dm                              C
I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
          Bb                           A
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
         Dm                      C
Check it,  but these my brothers,  love 'em to death
        Bb                   A
Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
Dm              C
  No concern, nah, compare us, how?
      Bb                         A
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now

[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
   Dm                             C
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
        Bb                             A
If my brother need some money, man I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
  Dm                        C
Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
  Bb                       A
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
  Dm                          C
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
  Bb                          A
This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
     Dm                      C
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
    Bb                        A
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

[Verse 4: Meechy Darko + sample]
 Dm                          C
Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
          Bb             A
That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
   Dm                                   C
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
         Bb                         A
And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
       Dm                         C
'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
      Bb                           A
They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
        Dm                           C
Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
           Bb                    A
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
      Dm                             C
They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
     Bb                     A
And due to karma, my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
     Dm                  C
When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
          Bb                  A
Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
           Dm                     C
Man, this life, is filled with stress
            Bb                         A
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
                    Dm                C                         Bb
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
                    A                       Dm
Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
                        C                          Bb
Weight of world on my shoulder—I just finished my reps
                  A                        Dm
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
                     C                             Bb
Feelin' so self-destructive, like I’m clingin' to death
                     A                               Dm
Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
                   C                        Bb
Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
                       A                               Dm
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
                          C                                  Bb
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
                   A                                       Dm
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
   Dm                               C
I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
      Bb                                  A
But these my brothers, I ain't got real brothers to know the difference
     Dm                       C
And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
        Bb                    A
'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
   Dm                  C
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
               Bb              A
Load .4-5 (Rah-rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
       Dm                       C
Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
        Bb                   A
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
Dm                           C
  To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
Bb                           A
  That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
         Dm                  C
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
           Bb                       A                          Dm
I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
     C                                Bb
She wildin' out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
                       A
("Order in the court!") Judge, please ("Order!")
   Dm                          C
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
    Bb                       A
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
      Dm                             C
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
        Bb                  A
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Dm                        C
Ooh, it’s Darky, baby; a whole different hue
     Bb                      A
My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
Dm                              C
  I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Bb                        A
  Headshot, red dot, now make a move

[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
      Dm                          C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
        Bb                                A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
         Dm                         C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
      Bb                                         A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
      Dm                          C
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
        Bb                                A
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
         Dm                         C
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
      Bb                                         A
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)