Kunci: C# minor
Verse 1
Em
Am
It's
Em
not
man, it's where you're at
I'm at the point of no return,
D
there ain't no turning back
Em
G
Take control and hit the gas,
west coast, in fact
C
Flat terrain through mountain ranges,
Em
G
You've seen it all, strange faces,
many keep coming back
C
Half the reason why we keep it raining,
G
Em
banging on tracks
Besides the fact I learned
I never forsake
Em
This music's therapeutic,
G
kept the bullet right in its place
Em
G
Run your words, spit it raw,
sling a box full of merch
Am
Bring em troops, they get awed,
Em
watch the kids put a rope
G
Let em know and let it go,
Em
give em all that you got
Am
Load a clip and let it rip,
G
Em
yeah, give it a shot
Season the pot,
G
Em
G
keep the product sizzlin' hot
Am
Bag it up and distribute
G
that shit yourself on the block
Em
G
Can't knock the hustle man,
Em
G
it's only on top
Am
The game is hustle fam,
I cop the fee, but second is drop
G
Em
Am
When the sun comes up,
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground runnin',
G
I'ma keep goin', no pumpin' the price
Am
Em
C
You're fakes and making moves,
Am
D
you're running the place
Em
G
While we bought a job
Em
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Am
G
until we put in the dirt
Em
G
Look, punch in the clock,
you know I'm up in the spot
No time to fuck around and kick it,
Em
throwing back shots, it's a rot
G
Cause all I got is one shot,
you know I strive for the top
C
I'm on the bottom coming up,
you're thinking I'm gonna stop
D
Em
Just stop,
G
I'm putting overtime on the grind
I guarantee I'm gonna
shine
Em
G
Far as the fine puttin' at work,
who's fuckin' with this?
God's my witness, yeah,
D
I be handin' rappers pink slips
Em
G
Am
If they did shit, say my name
Am
You most likely applied to the game
Em
G
Am
Neglected, but don't get it twisted,
Am
I spent years buildin' up
G
that pressure in my bubble
Em
G
Just tryin' to pop up on the ground
for too long
Am
Feelin' it ain't gonna happen
G
like I write from too long
Em
G
But every time I'm feelin'
Am
G
like it's time to move on
Am
I say, fuck it, pick up my pen
Em
and I write a new song
Am
And when the sun comes up
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground running,
G
I'ma keep going, no going for the brakes
Em
You fakes ain't making moves,
Am
D
you're running the place
Em
G
While we on a job all around the clock
Em
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Am
G
Em
until we put in the dirt
G
The gang's in a lot of trouble
G
space men comes on the double
Em
G
A lot of personal circles,
everyone's in a huddle
To the point, always come back
just like rebuttals
Em
G
Tryna be me like wanna be me's
While the game asking
why like I'm a BC
Em
G
I'm in this game, kinda 3 -3
Em
G
Am
Sweating my lines but still can't follow
I'm really transferring that envy
G
Em
around from the cosmos
G
Am
They game don't really rig most cats
G
Em
It's saying ain't that F -H -I -T
G
Em
Now let me name names
Am
for who I think stinks
G and J hurt my nose
Em
like throw up from pink drinks
G
Em
Bigger than the Northwest,
Am
Cause I rap for the world
Em
Am
When the sun comes up
Am
I'm on the ground running,
G
I'ma keep going, bumping the brakes
Em
You fakes ain't making moves,
Em
G
Em
While we bought a job all around the clock
Em
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Am
G
Em
G
D
Em
G
until we put in the dirt
You
Em
G
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