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