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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