Tonalità: Db major
Intro 1
Eb
Gm
Eb
Gm
Verse 1
Gm
She fell in love with a dope boy
Black diamonds on the neck
Fm
of that dope boy
Gm
Big body Benz for that dope boy
Cm
Gm
Love every tattoo on that dope boy
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Fm
Shit, it is what it is for that dope, boy
Handle minor biz for that dope, boy
Cm
But then tell you by the Greyhound
She can reward is major, so
Gm
Eb
on and so forth
Gm
Eb
Gm
Eb
She can show you how to stay down
Gm
I can tell you 'bout to break down
Eb
Gm
VS1's all in my bitch,
watch face now?
Straight G's for your low esteem
Eb
Gm
Eb
Eight P's for the whole team
Gm
As I run away from my obituary
Walking in the shit,
that'll get you buried
Miami's mine like I'm Pat
Riley
Fm
Baselines shoot at niggas, act wisely
Get the picture,
Gm
Cm
niggas getting richer now
Gm
Living next to bitches, out on Fisher Isle
Down from Oprah, Don King,
and Sosa
Come to the coca, callate la boca
Fm
They let shit slide when my
Gm
nigga won't
Remember God forgives and
Verse 2
them triggers don't
Eb
Gm
Aw baby, it's just how it goes
Can't feel it but I know you know
Eb
'Cause I keep it on
the outside of you, girl
Gm
And I keep it on the outside
of you, girl
And I'm reaping just what I sow
My heart's beating but it still stay fro'
Fm
And y'all waiting on
the inside for me, girl
Cm
And y'all waiting on the inside
Gm
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Arms wide open
Fm
(It's warm in here)
Gm
Cm
Gm
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Fm
Arms wide open
Gm
(It's warm in here)
Cm
Gm
She fell in love
Verse 3
with the lifestyle
Paper tag now her neck all iced out
Fm
Lear jets to the fights now
Gm
Cm
Gm
Bellagio crap table with the dice out
Eb
Floor seats at the Heat game
Her bag twenty grand,
Gm
nigga, peep game
South beach making love
on the rooftop
Fucking to the rhythm,
Eb
got her singing like she Jill Scott
Gm
Eb
I'm just a nigga with a attitude
Gm
Earning revenue through different avenues
Eb
Gm
One of my soldiers died in Attica
Anything other than a ride
Eb
Gm
is out of character
Top down and it feels right
Fm
I could tell you what a dope boy feels like
Gm
I could tell you that he never sleeps
Cm
Gm
He may smile but it's never
sweet
Swisha burning at his fingertips
Fm
Tears on the inside but they never drip
Gm
God forgives and the courts don't
Sneak in an appeal when the courts won't
Verse 4
Gm
Aw baby, it's just how it goes
Can't feel it but I know you know
Fm
'Cause I keep it on
the outside of you, girl
Cm
Gm
And I keep it on the outside
of you, girl
And I'm reaping just what I sow
My heart's beating but it still stay fro'
Fm
And y'all waiting on the inside for me, girl
Gm
Cm
Gm
And y'all waiting on the inside
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Arms wide open
Fm
(It's warm in here)
Gm
Arms wide open
(It's warm in here)
Fm
Gm
Arms wide open
Cm
Gm
(It's warm in here)
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