Safety

Intro 
Dbmaj7 
Babe, can you go check on her real quick? 

 
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) 
 

 
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 
 

 
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) 
 

 
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 
 

 
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 
 

 
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)