Tonalità: C# minor
Intro 1
Gm
Dm
Verse 1
Dm
A nigga black,
Gm
but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Dm
Mm mm mm, wanna gain it all,
but you gon' lose your life
Gm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Nigga crib so big it's a
Dm
damn shame
D
Nigga's selling white for
Verse 2
a gold chain
Dm
I've been trained to go since a young
nigga stepped off the porch
Gm
Catch me in the kitchen,
kilo, hey bring the fork
I've been trying to hold it down
but these niggas living so foul
Dm
Running out on niggas intent
of knocking ya down
Bang! Your window shattered
G
like it never mattered
Gm
You moving weight,
your pockets getting fatter
Em
It's politics when it come to sticks
Dm
Ski mask and glove,
nigga want a brick
My money funny,
D
Dm
but you gotta love it
Gm
High heel thugging in Magic City,
these bitches fucking
Your homie doing tax since
they call it fraud
Dm
Gm
I'm in and out of traffic,
Dm
still moving hard
Verse 3
Dm
Gm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Em
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Gm
Dm
A nigga sitting in the Benz
D
and it's white on white
Verse 4
Dm
A nigga black,
Gm
but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Em
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Dm
D
A nigga sitting in the Ben
Gm
D
z and it's white on white
Verse 5
D
Dm
Take a look at me, I'm trapping
No excuses, I'm stacking,
Gm
talking hundred on top of hundred
Them 100 making the magic blow
A hundred in a day,
a hundred different ways
Dm
Rich nigga, bitch,
put a hundred in my grave
Make my headstone read
"head of MMG"
Gm
That's another hundred mill, really,
you can come and see
Forbes dot com, I'm the Teflon Don
F
Dm
Too close to a nigga as a
motherfucking bomb
Trayvon Martin,
Gm
I'm never missing my target
Bitch niggas hating,
tell me it's what I'm parking
Wingstop owner,
Em
lemon pepper aroma
Dm
Young, black nigga,
Gm
Dm
barely got a diploma
Verse 6
Dm
Gm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can
Em
Dm
get it right
D
Dm
Sitting in the Phantom
D
and it's white on white
Dm
Gm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Dm
D
Gm
A nigga sitting in the Benz and
D
it's white on white
Verse 7
D
Dm
Showing 'til the day I die,
I'mma look up at the sky
Gm
Young trap star, reap,
the world is mine
Proceeding with my grind like police is
Dm
on my line
Instagramming shit for all
D
the teachers I despised
Dm
Never saw my vision,
you only saw me suspended
Gm
Now my white bitches be fucking
me 'til I'm winded
G
Breathe, breathe, young nigga, breathe
Dm
Gm
If your ass wasn't rapping,
Dm
what would you be?
Verse 8
Dm
Young nigga black,
D
Dm
Gm
but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black,
Dm
but he selling white
Gm
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Interlude 1
D
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Dm
Verse 9
Dm
D
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Gm
Young nigga black, but he selling white
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