Tonalità: B major
Intro 1
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Am
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Verse 1
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I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
Am
G
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
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Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
Am
Shit on all my haters,
G
I'ma make them pissed
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C
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
Am
G
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
F
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
Am
Shit on all my haters,
G
I'ma make them pissed
Verse 2
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Trade my Honda to a Bentley
Now these fuckboys wanna end me
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G
Ammunition, I got plenty
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I squeezed it till it's empty
My haters, they resent me
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C
G
Never checking what they send me
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Don't touch me, I ain't friendly
I'm driving foreigns, I ain't renting
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Your career is stuck on pending
The corner what I'm
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bending
You're thinking about lending
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My money I ain't sending
G
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You can't get a penny
You wanna see me
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fail because I'm balling
Am
C
You a fake and we ain't got nothing
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in common
You didn't pick up when you
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saw me calling
Am
So you wouldn't catch me
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if you saw me falling
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C
Be careful who you shit on,
Am
they might make it, you never know
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C
Don't try to come around me if you
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wasn't here before
You say you need some tickets,
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wanna see me at my show
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C
I put my bitch in VIP, I put you on the floor
G
Am
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year I
Verse 3
F
wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired,
G
you ain't fresh like this
Am
F
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
G
Am
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
F
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
G
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
Am
F
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
Verse 4
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I'm rolling off a bean and I'm stoned
Am
C
I just did a interview with Rolling Stone
G
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My teachers used to call my
momma on the phone
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I failed in all my classes,
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hated going home
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F
Got-Got a a lot of problems that I
handle on my on
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Remember making beats and feeling
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stuck inside my home
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And now when I come home, I'm
fucking every bitch I know
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I just show my chain off
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to Lil Uzi on the phone
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I feeling in my zone, I
took two 30's to the dome
C
Am
I heard they pitch they shit up just so
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they can match my tone
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I'm balling, you can't stand
it how I keep you on your toes
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No motion picture money
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rewinds in my video
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When I'm in my city, I feel like I'm Rambo
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My bro like a mechanic,
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always keep the hammer close
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Do I believe in heaven? To be honest,
I don't know
Am
But I believe in Ghosts and I be
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G
lieve in Lambo's
Am
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year I
Verse 5
F
wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired,
G
Am
you ain't fresh like this
F
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
Am
G
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
C
F
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
Am
Shit on all my haters,
G
C
I'ma make them pissed
F
Am
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