Tonalità: C major•
Verse 1
C
Em
What's the point of crying?
Am
It was never even love
Dm
C
Did you ever love me?
Em
Am
Dm
Was I ever good enough?
Huh? Hate you
F
Yeah, I wish I
Yeah, yeah
Dm
I wish I knew that it's Dre, ho
Damn, I already said that
That bitch a liar, wanna
fuck in the Maybach
Tryna spend her home blocks
like a 8 -track
You tell me you live,
we supposed to be together
I'd shoot a movie sequel,
condom forever
Gun plug from the country,
you look like Trevor
F
I'm the nigga that's fuckin' you better
Dm
That bitch lied, she want me to hit her
That bitch lied, she knew she had a nigga
Put him in a bag like a placenta
Say you gon' rob me with
the percentage
Break a record with the Drake,
you should put me in Guinness
Don't piss me off like P. Diddy
Niggas that sit down like Ghillie
F
Dm
Top a kid, somethin' like Balenci
F
Dm
Yeah, that nigga a liar,
that bitch is a ho
Fuck Jim, I ain't fuckin' with Crow
Fuck curtains, I ain't fuckin' with snow
No Glock, I got a drink in my coat
F
Real demon, I'ma join me a coat 4 -5,
Dm
F
I ain't talkin' bout coke
Dm
In the trenches with a Roku remote
Lotta bitches try and fuck,
they don't go
Shoot, baby, try and get up on Ice Spice
Fuck on a bitch and I turn
on the nightlight
Nigga don't run to the stick,
that was my advice
We put that nigga in box
like a Mike and Ike
Don't fuck with them niggas,
F
some shit that I kinda like
Dm
Yeah, that girl's a liar
She try and slash my tires
I get this bitch in the shower
I get this shit that get knocked
down the twin towers
I ride around with the Tommy, I get power
You don't want bump,
you can run into ten bowels
If I was in Hustle and Flow
with a killhouse
F
Make niggas drop with a call,
I got kill power
Dm
We gon' catch your man in public,
do not give a fuck
F
That's where niggas get,
cause he don't keep his pistol tucked
Dm
Bitch on my line, she doin' a lot, lot
Fuck one knee, I'ma get up and drop shot
F
We turn a nigga white tee to a tie -dye
Your man in the corner like
personal hotspot
Dm
Gun off a halo,
I'm towin' the latest Glock
I'm in the hood with
the Hammond on Ragnarok
Serve out the window,
we givin' out tater tots
I ain't fuckin' with Lloyd,
I still make a bedrock
F
Dm
I bought the same mind and shot Tupac
Nigga turn Spongebob, gunshot hoopla
Skid go to church,
better go to a juma
F
Warzone, put his ass inside the gulag
Dm
I was in jail wearing gulags,
nigga think you hard
Drake like a, the size of a futon
Catch him on Friday, hula
Her hair like Mulan, fight in the case,
he got two bombs
Bb
Dm
Blood pay to order, bitch,
one fuck, I ignored her
I put shovel down forty,
Bb
Dm
niggas like if you can't beat him,
then join him
F
Bitch, I joined him at dinner back dorm
Dm
Lil nigga dead, I told him I warned him
He doesn't see ya,
F
you're not making any money
Dm
The boys will be ya,
the boys will be ya
He doesn't see ya,
you're not making any money
The boys will be ya,
the boys will be ya
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