Kunci: B minor
Verse 1
E
Em
Hold up, yeah,
C
I'm right back in my bag,
Bsus4
E
Esus4
E
like, just, you know, ayy,
C
Bsus4
natural, yo
A
Am
F
How many of these rap niggas
Bsus4
actually got weapons?
E
A
Am
Half the league got bet ter,
E
B
Gravity got jealous,
Am
had to free my feathers
F
Captain D's got checkers,
Am
When y 'all was in the class,
I was in the lab
F
Am
Without a pen and pad, dawg,
not trying to jag
F
Am
Doc's in the stash, I'm finna smash
Before I finish lashing
F
Am
Hit a nigga with a bottle and a laugh, uh
F
I never argue about a dollar
B
Bsus4
E
Am
If I ignore you, not a partner
I cannot trust nobody
F
And I got more juice than a dropper
Am
A
Am
Can a bottle, I ain't fuckin' friendly
June pull up in a truck,
F
Am
a Bentley High as ever like a drug was in me
R .I .P. to Kenny, what McKinley
F
B
Gucci, Louis, nigga,
Am
plus the Fendi Benz Flex like it's Fizzhead
E
F
Am
Got the big head like it's Spud McKenzie
I ain't really into much pretending
F
Am
A
Am
I .A. got the first drop, I stay
In the workshop,
F
Am
I was raised on the worst block
Thirteen, heard my first shot,
young niggas that we curse
Cops blindfold me, a white bitch
F
A
like Sandra Bullock in a bird box
Am
F
Yeah, do your thing till your back hurts
Am
Still watchin' Netflix with
another bitch
Username and a password,
no patience like a bad nurse
F
Heard the block gettin' real hot,
A
Am
Need a hoe to give me head on stage
Am
A real thot, I feel pop
Em
A
Cool livin' in the late night
Am
F
New sprintin' with the Wraith lights
Am
Bruce Jenner, you the gay type
F
Two women, it's a straight dyke
Em
E
Am
In the pool swimmin' with a great white
F
Blue venom from a snake bite
Am
I'm Lou Willin' when the game tight
Em
Never will I sign a deal again
Am
A
I don't care if it's a million
Am
F
Dollars, nigga, I ain't feelin' it
Can't believe I made a song
F
Funny thing is I was wearin' Timberlands
B
Am
With a long sleeve in Miami,
nigga, I was trippin' in
E
Coulda signed to him, but I didn't then
Am
Later on, I tell you about
Am
It ain't no bad blood,
start a new business
Bsus4
our dif ferences
B
A
Am
I hear the devil, he whisperin'
G
Am
And if I said it, I'm livin' it,
F
ayy I be with Big Steve, R .I .P. Big Z
Em
Am
The same way I look up to Big Blade
F
The same way you look up to Big Meech
Am
Cobb County nigga, this me
Em
Am
H said it ain't shit sweet
G
Why you think a rapper never dissed me?
F
Am
Did you miss me?
Ridin' in the rain in a drop
Playing dodge in the raindrops,
C
F
Am
Pacquiao the hardest nigga in Atlanta right now, niggas say not,
F
I'm back in, yeah, you heard these verses,
Em
Am
my young niggas really strapped in,
F
that New Jersey twerk shit,
Am
mad niggas, niggas murkin',
F
shoot niggas in the distance,
A
Am
two minute intermissions,
C
F
got you cookin' in the kitchen,
Am
you niggas couldn't mention,
F
Marietta without sayin' my name,
B
A
Am
nigga, uh, yeah, side name, nigga,
E
uh, I'm like LeBron James,
Am
I don't really fuck with y 'all kind niggas,
all lies, niggas steady sneak dissin',
Em
Am
I can't wait to catch a n***a offline
Tryna hit a horse, game caught,
side -potting
B
E
Locked up for a long time
Bsus4
Type of shit that
God
E
Am
I could make the motherfuckers on cry
A
Am
D -n***a ran out onto the courts
Don't give a damn bout him, I'm a boss
A
Am
Half of this street, n***a, be snitchin'
F
Am
Just like a grandmama on a porch
I ain't the man, n***a, I'm the source
E
You ain't the homie, though,
you a fan of me
Am
Ride like a rodeo, for the family,
if I'm with Tokyo
F
Am
Know it's vanity,
you n****s owe her
F
Am
Now n***a know son, you call an Uber or Lyft,
Am
F
Now you're on the beat, the shit'll hit,
B
A
Am
droppin' all this heat,
F
A
we gettin' rich
Am
Hot, cold, think I'm Jack Frost,
F
Am
I can't wait to do the bag walk
I can't wait to show Chaz
These n***a turn anything to a drug,
B
E
fuck em' with the bath salt
Am
E
Last time you rapped, n****s had beef,
Am
bet it came with some mac sauce
F
Am
Sheesh, hats off, yeah, hats off,
Am
F
Not your own to be the shit or hit,
Am
Bsus4
bitch, ha
A
Am
Not your own to be the shit or hit,
bitch, ha
Am
F
Not your own to be the shit or hit,
Am
F
Not your own to be the shit or hit,
F
I'm finna get out of this situation like
Bsus4
E
Am
F
Full throttle, full speed, like, yeah
Am
I hate y niggas though, like
F
You know, I'm the god of that flow shit,
like
A
Am
King of the pen without a pen, like
F
Yeah, I hear y niggas shoutin'
Am
E
like a lot of niggas I wrote for, like
C
Yeah I hear y 'all though,
Am
like, sound good though
F
Shit Great supposed to still,
Yeah
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