Kunci: Db major•
Intro 1
C
Cdim
Gb
F
Db
Fm
Gb
Verse 1
Gb
Fm
F
Fm
F
pin' way before I work a 8 to a 4
Fm
Glad I got myself together,
'cause I hated being broke
C
got a hunnid K in an envelope
Gb
Sen t her on a vacation,
C
Fm
and she came back with dope
Ebm
Cdim
Whether it's strippers or some opps, we
Ebm
Fm
gotta bring out the pole
Started a argument in the club
Ebm
Fm
Ebm
Fm
and we left with his soul
Cm
Cdim
Lately, making fifty racks don't feel
Ebm
the same to me no more
Cdim
Ab
Ebm
I'm done helping everybody,
ain't got no sympathy no more
Verse 2
then you ain't sippin' lean no more
Time after time,
Fm
F
the system took the ones that meant to me the most
Cm
Life was a horror movie,
F
Db
I feel like I'm meant to be in Ghost
I see some designer clothes,
feel like I'm meant to be in those
Gb
Fm
Gb
Since I got some change,
F
I think about bringing them things on the boat
Since my first ring,
Db
F
Fm
I kept on buying them row after row
Db
C
It don't take no effort for me to smoke
It don't take no effort for me to
fuck a hoe after a show
Fm
Feds ask me questions,
F
I won't tell them what they wanna know
Fm
Everyday, I do what I want and I
go everywhere I wanna go
Cm
Cdim
Now my jeans are Saint Laurent,
Ebm
Balenciaga on my coat
Gb
Db
Ebm
Money Mitches paid in full,
Ab
Ebm
I ain't never pay a note
Verse 3
Fm
F
I work a 8 to a 4
Fm
Glad I got myself together,
Db
Fm
'cause I hated being broke
C
Gb
got a hunnid K in an envelope
Cdim
Gb
Ebm
Sent her on a vaca tion,
Gb
Fm
Gb
Fm
and she came back with dope
Cdim
Whether it's strippers or some opps, we
Ebm
Fm
gotta bring out the pole
Started a argument in the club
Ebm
Fm
and we left with his soul
Cm
Lately, making fifty racks don't
Cdim
Ebm
feel the same to me no more
Gb
Ebm
I'm done helping everybody,
ain't got no sympathy no more
Verse 4
Fm
F
Got some killas waiting for me,
down to tell them "it's a go"
I got ruts inside my blunt,
Fm
but it's the enemies I smoke
F
Fm
C
I'm a frequent shopper,
F
Fm
Gb
they know all my size at every store
Db
Gb
Db
They be following me around,
soon as I walk in the door
Fm
Far from broke, in two years,
Gb
F
I made seven mil' on the low
Db
Gb
Ain't no problem,
Db
Fm
ain't no pat down when they let me in the door
Cm
Db
Ab
Just 'cause I slap your hand don't
Db
Ab
mean I consider you my bro
Gb
Ebm
Lately I've been getting bread,
Gb
I fill my oven up with dough
F
Off the X, I don't wanna eat,
don't worry about calories no more
Get bags everyday,
Fm
I don't wanna get no salary no more
F
Cdim
All the cool guys in my high school,
F
Gb
I done probably sold them dope
Fm
Used to want his girl,
Db
if she pull up I end up in her throat
Verse 5
Ebm
F
before I work a 8 to a 4
Db
Fm
Glad I got myself together,
'cause I hated being broke
C
Gb
got a hunnid K in an envelope
Cdim
Gb
Sent her on a vacation,
and she came back with dope
Cdim
Whether it's strippers or some
Ebm
F
opps, we gotta bring out the pole
Fm
Started a argument in the club
Ebm
Fm
and we left with his soul
Cm
Cdim
Lately, making fifty racks don't feel
Ebm
the same to me no more
Gb
Ebm
I'm done helping everybody,
Outro 1
ain't got no sympathy no more
Fm
F
Fm
F
Gb
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