Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
Cm
Maybach shit
Fm
Cameras in the ceiling,
Seline on my arm
Ab
We get ghost,
Cm
Fm
Cm
you already know what it is
Fm
Money stuffed in my bag
Bb
Maybach shit
Verse 2
Cm
Bright lights and dark corners,
it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild
Ab
Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
Fm
Nothing to lose,
I was starving from the start
Ab
Fm
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
Cm
Open fire when you see me yell out
and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member,
Ab
they'll be gone by November
Fm
Keys to the city got killers
Cm
who slither with me
Ab
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto,
Bb
smoke a fat fifty
Cm
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna
Ab
see a hundred mil
Fm
These boys going blind they
just happy being free
Ab
In a world of so many I
Fm
just wanted me a key
Cm
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before
Ab
my niggas all decease
Fm
These boys snort lines I'm fine
just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air,
Ab
Bb
Cm
to morrow on my mind
Verse 3
Cm
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
Ab
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
Fm
I wanna be there when
Cm
each one of my kids born
Fm
Ab
Fm
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Cm
C
Real nigga to the day
Cm
that I'm de ceased
Fm
Even then I pray I'm living
Ab
through these beats
Fm
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Ab
Burning Amsterdam green
Bb
where it falls like a leaf
Verse 4
Cm
Born in the bricks with the short
end of the stick
Always running late,
Ab
quick to show up with your bitch
Fm
Bb
The Hublot's cool but my
Terminator's foolish
Fm
Bb
All stainless steel,
Ab
Cm
quick to match it with my toolie
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you,
Ab
as long as you're getting rich
Fm
Crack game, champagne,
Gm
kilos on the stock exchange
Fm
Ab
Rolls Royce, new Ghost,
Bb
Fm
that's a nigga pocket change
Cm
These niggas acting like
they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas
Ab
Fm
I done won awards
Nigga, you a bitch,
where yo' Honda Accord?
Ab
Bb
I'm riding in some shit only I can afford
Cm
Shouldn't claim the hood
til you build a report
Ab
Amsterdam state of mind,
Fm
I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people
who label me poor
Ab
Now I piss on Europeans,
Bb
Cm
you'd think it was porn
Verse 5
Cm
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
Ab
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
Fm
I wanna be there when
Gm
each one of my kids born
Fm
Ab
Fm
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Cm
C
Real nigga to the day
Cm
that I'm de ceased
Fm
Even then I pray I'm living
Ab
through these beats
Fm
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Ab
Burning Amsterdam green where
Bb
Cm
it falls like a leaf
Verse 6
Cm
Ab
I'm speaking on unwritten laws
Fm
the code of the streets
Ab
I'm not the type of nig
Bb
Cm
ga that you bump in to
At a 7- 11 and just pull your pistol on him
Ab
And do what the fuck you want
Fm
to do
Niggas like me,
you gotta get permission homie!
Ab
Bb
Cm
And that could take a long time!
In that time,
Ab
I'mma handle my muthafuckin business
Fm
Ab
Bb
Verse 7
Cm
It's the red light district,
nigga this Amsterdam
Ab
Fm
Wherever the fuck I'm at
Cm
Ab
It's a no go
We green light you bitch niggas
Bb
Rozay!
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