	 [Intro]
G#m E F# 
  
    G#m        E    F# 
Got pain in my heart 
E             F# 
Mello made it right 
      G#m                      E                  F# 
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times 
G#m E F#    E F# 
        Yeah
[Estribillo]
      G#m                      E 
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times 
         F# 
But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind 
      G#m                           E 
Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines 
     F#                       E               F# 
Last nigga we got busy on got hit between the eyes 
        G#m                        E 
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky 
         F# 
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky 
      G#m                               E 
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side 
F#                   E              F# 
Hate the other side, hate the other side
[Estrofa]
                    G#m                 E 
Bougie off the ecstasy, I might act rude, uh 
            F# 
I lost gang members, I can't act cool, uh 
           G#m                     E 
I got gang scriptures in my tattoos 
                       F# 
I was runnin' from the police in my trap shoes 
E       F#           G#m                         E 
Posted, tryna flip a hundred, I couldn't buy food 
                         F# 
Come from nothin', but I blossomed to a tycoon 
                           G#m                            E 
Betrayal scars, can't stop thinkin' 'bout them stab wounds 
N.C.                     F# 
We might not catch him today but he gon' die soon 
E           F#        G#m                    E 
I'm from Chicago, she said she like my accent 
                       F# 
I'm from Chicago where Glock's what we react with 
                        G#m                      E 
Standin' tall, make him tumble when that MAC spit 
                              F#                         E           F# 
Bitch, I'm a gangster, I just took off on some rap shit (Off on some rap shit)
[Estribillo]
      G#m                      E 
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times 
         F# 
But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind 
      G#m                           E 
Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines 
     F#                       E               F# 
Last nigga we got busy on got hit between the eyes 
        G#m                        E 
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky 
         F# 
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky 
      G#m                               E 
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side 
F#                   E              F# 
Hate the other side, hate the other side
[Estrofa]
G#m                         E 
Hate the other side (Side), hate the other side 
             F# 
Could give a fuck about a bitch, got too much money on my mind 
        G#m                            E 
Shit, I heard they was lookin' for me, I'm not hard to find 
     F#                                      E                F# 
Everybody that I'm with got nothin' to lose, bitch, they gon' ride (Boom-boom-boom-boom) 
       G#m                              E 
Saw my uncle in the grave, that brought tears to my eyes 
                F# 
But I ain't gon lie, I done been through this shit too many times 
   G#m                              E 
My heart's still tryna recover from pain all my life 
  F#                             N.C. 
I really been to hell and back a couple hundred times 
G#m                   E 
Couple hundred times, read between the lines 
    F# 
I'm still tryin', I'm still tryin' to get by (Get by) 
  G#m                E 
I still got memories that lay deep inside 
     F# 
Creepin' up on my mind 
     E       F# 
It's fuckin' up my life
[Estribillo]
      G#m                      E 
I got pain in my heart, I told you a hundred times 
         F# 
But it's money, money, money, money, money on my mind 
      G#m                           E 
Put a beam on the glizzy, don't get caught between the lines 
     F#                       E               F# 
Last nigga we got busy on got hit between the eyes 
        G#m                        E 
Roll my problems in a Backwood and put it in the sky 
         F# 
Got your mans in this Backwood, put it in the sky 
      G#m                               E 
I was taught to love my brothers and to hate the other side 
F#                   E              F# 
Hate the other side, hate the other side (Side)