Safety

Intro Dbmaj7 Babe, can you go check on her real quick? [Refrão] Dbmaj7 Cm7 Alright, safe where you're from, Bunce Road, throw your hands up (Babe, can you go check on the baby real quick?) Fm7 Eb7 Its that Bragg Boulevard, reportin' live from (Safe) Dbmaj7 Cm7 I know the whole world blowin' up your phone Fm7 Eb7 I wanna know, n***a, when youre comin' home? (Yeah, alright, safe) Dbmaj7 Cm7 Kane Road, Eutaw, throw your hands up Fm7 Eb7 Bonnie Dune, Lewis Heights, yeah, it's been a while (Alright, safe) Dbmaj7 Cm7 I know the whole world blowin' up your phone Fm7 Eb7 I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home? (Uh) [Verso 1] Dbmaj7 Cm7 Yo, Jermaine, what's th word? Fm7 Eb7 I got a new number, delte that old one Dbmaj7 Cm7 By now, I'm sure you mustve heard Fm7 Eb7 Bout how I got jammed up and had to sit some Dbmaj7 Cm7 It's nothin, though I did longer bids, this was a quick one Fm7 Eb7 I never hit you 'cause I know n***as be playin' victim Dbmaj7 Cm7 Beggin' you for big sums of dough Fm7 Eb7 When incomes low, that ain't my style, it'll never be Dbmaj7 Cm7 To me, you'll always be my dog, not a celebrity Fm7 Eb7 And plus, you did enough, wired me bands Dbmaj7 Cm7 Way back when it was rough, last night Fm7 Eb7 When it was dusk, ran into Jizzle at Cross Creek Dbmaj7 Cm7 You know how he be movin' like he in a rush Fm7 Eb7 Told him, "Come through to the crib over at Haymount Hills" Dbmaj7 Cm7 We sat in my living room, where then we lit a Dutch Fm7 Eb7 I ain't even know that he smoke like that Dbmaj7 Cm7 Drank a few beers, it's been years since we joked like that Fm7 Eb7 Yo, I seen Brina on the 'Gram, she don't post like that Dbmaj7 Cm7 But bro, she's still bad, one of the baddest b****es the 'Ville had Fm7 Eb7 Lotta these hoes fallin' off, and it's real sad Dbmaj7 Cm7 How time can rob us of our best days Fm7 Eb7 As we slave for peasant wage with no nest egg Dbmaj7 Cm7 Saved for rainy days, but anyways, what's up? Fm7 Eb7 I thought about you, holla at me Dbmaj7 Cm7 I would love to catch up, I know you busy Fm7 Eb7 But you in my prayers, God bless you and your affairs Dbmaj7 Cm7 Stay aware 'cause real n***as is rare, dog, safety [Refrão] Dbmaj7 Cm7 Safety, safety, safety (Westside, Cliffdale, throw your hands up, Merc Mob, Shaw Road, reportin' live from) Fm7 Eb7 I know the whole world blowin' up your phone (Safety, safety) Dbmaj7 Cm7 I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home? Fm7 Eb7 Safety, safety, safety (Northside, Terror Garden, where my dogs from, Hope Mills, Grays Creek, yeah, it's been a while) Dbmaj7 Cm7 I know the whole world blowin' up your phone Fm7 Eb7 I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home? (Uh) [Verso 2] Dbmaj7 Cm7 Ayy, bro, what's goin' on? Fm7 Eb7 I feel no way when you don't respond, dog Dbmaj7 Cm7 I know your heart, and I know our bond Fm7 Eb7 I know a lot is on your plate and more is on your mind Dbmaj7 Cm7 But still I hit you time to time when you crossin' mine Fm7 Eb7 I heard that big Mal died, and no, I couldn't tell you the cause Dbmaj7 Cm7 I know fentanyl's been leavin' brothers cross-eyed and things Fm7 Eb7 Can't tell what's killin' more n***as, drugs or crossfire Dbmaj7 Cm7 When moms cry, it's a shame, as of late, I've seen Fm7 Eb7 An uptick in motorcades, but not for the president Dbmaj7 Cm7 These processions are for the negligent Fm7 Eb7 So I don't care to hang out Dbmaj7 Cm7 These younger n***as even quicker than I was to bang out Fm7 Eb7 Oh, s**t, forgot to say I got a daughter now Dbmaj7 Cm7 Here's a picture, she's startin' to look more like her father now Fm7 Eb7 When she cries, her mama put on your songs to calm her down Dbmaj7 Cm7 It's wild, how just the sound of your voice, it brought a smile Fm7 Eb7 Dog, I'm proud, you made it out of this b***h Dbmaj7 Cm7 Few things are better when a n***a from the bottom get rich Fm7 Eb7 Although I'm sure it brings its own set of problems Dbmaj7 Cm7 Most of the city love you, though a couple seem jealous of your stardom Fm7 Eb7 Like, what's up with old buddy that's makin' songs 'bout you? Dbmaj7 Cm7 Was about to punish him vicious, but then I thought about you Fm7 Eb7 And what you would say, might tell me to chill, but he violatin' for real Dbmaj7 Cm7 Let me know when you comin' back to the 'Ville, dog, safety [Refrão] Dbmaj7 Cm7 Safety, safety, safety (Seabrook, Faye' State, throw your hands up, wooh, Hillsborough, central jive, reportin' live from) Fm7 Eb7 I know the whole world blowin' up your phone (Safety, safety) Dbmaj7 Cm7 I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home Fm7 Eb7 Safety, safety, safety (Raeford Road, Hoke County, put your hands up, {?} underdogs, now we worldwide) Dbmaj7 Cm7 I know the whole world blowin' up your phone Fm7 Eb7 I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home [Verso 3] Dbmaj7 Cm7 Yo, hit me back when you get the chance Fm7 Eb7 So many of our peers passed away through the years Dbmaj7 Cm7 My appreciation for airs in my lungs has been enhanced Fm7 Eb7 Yo, Quay passed last night from medical conditions that were too advanced Dbmaj7 Cm7 For doctors to intervene, they couldn't do a thing Fm7 Eb7 They say he dwindled away until his size was that of a figurine Dbmaj7 Cm7 It seemed just like a mystery Fm7 Eb7 Some say it was Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome Dbmaj7 Cm7 We been known what team he acknowledged Fm7 Eb7 Since we was kids, he lived in a closet Dbmaj7 Cm7 But that changed soon as he went to college Fm7 Eb7 Up there wilin' in the A&T, runnin' with fruity types Dbmaj7 Cm7 D**k in the booty types, tight pants Fm7 Eb7 Switchin' their hips, paintin' their nails Dbmaj7 Cm7 So n***as from the Ville had to distance ourselves Fm7 Eb7 He felt a way, remember, he was beefin' with me Dbmaj7 Cm7 That's when he moved to the A, I guess, so he could be free Fm7 Eb7 But years later, I heard they seen him walkin' on Bragg (Oh-ohoh-oh) Dbmaj7 Cm7 At 2 a.m. with a lace front, dressin' in drag Fm7 Eb7 I shook my head, but still, I began to feel bad (Oh-oh) Dbmaj7 Cm7 It's like his lifestyle was blockin' all the love that we had Fm7 Eb7 We turned our backs on him, some of us called him a f (Oh-oh-oh-oh) Dbmaj7 Cm7 Nah, time's changed, I know that's wrong Fm7 Eb7 Now that we grown, I wish I could apologize, 'cause we did him wrong (Oh-oh) Dbmaj7 Cm7 Man, why it feel like recently n***as ain't livin' long? Fm7 Eb7 Rest in peace to your boy Filthee, I heard about that too Dbmaj7 Cm7 Last summer, lotta brothers had got murdered out the blue Fm7 Eb7 Shit was wild, but anyhow, just reachin' out Dbmaj7 Cm7 Bearin' bad news infused with what I'm thinkin' 'bout Fm7 Eb7 Here go the obituary, and just in case Dbmaj7 Cm7 There's a program attached that gives you the time and place Fm7 Eb7 It's that funeral home off the merc', the one adjace' Dbmaj7 Cm7 To that used car lot where I copped that Ford Escape Fm7 Eb7 I know fame make that s**t hella awkward to be at wakes Dbmaj7 Cm7 But I bet it mean a lot to his family to see your face Fm7 Eb7 If you can make it home, the viewin' is on Thursday Dbmaj7 Cm7 Eb7 Funeral on Friday, by plane or by highway, yo' safety Outro Dbmaj7 Cm7 Fm7 Eb7 Safety, safety, safety N.C Safety (Safety, safety) Huh, alright, safety time's up, too stressed to reply (Safety, safety)