Capo: 1st fret [Intro] F I'm very proud of you Am F 315 we doin' this shit, we doin' this shit for the world Am Proud of you, motherfucker [Chorus] F Am Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed F Am Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave F Am I don't want your goddamn apology F E7 Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me E7 Put the blame on me [Instrumental] F Am F C F Am F E7 [Verse 1] N.C. Blew the whole advance, I went back to broke F C Motel 6 feel below F Am Spent it on a chain and designer clothes F Nothin' in the bank, but I still got hoes F I spent it on my old friends Am Never mix spending's with emotions, uh F C Backstabbed by the ones I kept closest, uh F Am Hit the bottles in your three wheel motion F C Yeah, my luck ran short, Gary Coleman [Pre-Chorus] F Am F E7 Spend twelve bands, run a stack up, yeah, yeah [Chorus] F Am Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed F C Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave F Am I don't want your goddamn apology F E7 Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me [Verse 2] F Am F Everybody kept callin', I had to change my line C F Don't ask how I'm doin' 'cause I'm doin' just fine Am F Feel it in my chest, feel it in my spine C Goin' through withdrawals, I got money on my mind [Pre-Chorus] F Am F E7 Spend twelve bands, run a stack up, stack up, stack up [Chorus] F Am Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed F C Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave F Am I don't want your goddamn apology F E7 Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me F Am Things ran dry, no blood to bleed F C Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave F Am I don't want your goddamn apology F E7 Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me [Bridge] F Am F C Ooh ooh, ooh ooh F Am F E7 Ooh ooh, ooh ooh E7 One, two E7 One, two, three, go [Instrumental Drop] F E7 F Am F G C [Outro] Am Get the fuck out my face, lil' bitch Am I'ma come back hard and write on my wrist Am No more handouts, I ain't givin' shit Am Suck my dick
I'm very proud of you 315 we doin' this shit, we gon' change the world Proud of you, motherfucker Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave I don't want your goddamn apology Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me Put the blame on me Blew the whole advance, I went back to broke Motel 6 feet below Spent it on a chain and designer clothes Nothin' in the bank, but I still got hoes I spent it on my old friends Never mix business with emotions, uh Backstabbed by the ones I kept closest, uh Hit the potion, three-wheel motion Yeah, my luck ran short, Gary Coleman Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, yeah, yeah Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave I don't want your goddamn apology Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me Everybody kept callin', I had to change my line Don't ask how I'm doin' 'cause I'm doin' just fine Feel it in my chest, feel it in my spine Goin' through withdrawals, I got money on my mind Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, stack that, stack that Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave I don't want your goddamn apology Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me Veins ran dry, no blood to bleed Gave you everything then you fuckin' leave I don't want your goddamn apology Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (One, two) (One, two, three, go) Get the fuck out my face, lil' bitch I'ma come back hard and write on my wrist No more handouts, I ain't givin' shit Suck my dick
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