Tonalità: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Yeah, haha
Eb
Gm
Eb
Gm
I got a feelin' this shit gon' be hard,
Eb
Gm
Eb
Gm
huh
Eb
Woah, man (woah) All my shit
Verse 2
Eb
fire like I'm earth wind
(earth wind and fire)
Gm
They like, "Dej, why you don't dance?"
Eb
Why you think I got these watches on
both hands? (Woah, woah, woah)
Gm
I know you want me but no
candle (woo)
That boy be snitchin', like
Randle (recess)
Ain't got time for no romance
My nigga got killed in some top
tens (baow)
Load all my shooters in the box Benz
Eb
The fuck you niggas thought? You
better think again (yeah)
Gm
They like, "Why she don't fear
Eb
shit?" (She don't fear shit)
She be thinkin' she the shit, shit, shit,
shit (what's wrong with her, woo, yeah)
Gm
Baby, I'm a dog, Mike Vick shit
Want smoke? Meet me at the
QuikTrip (meet me at the- )
Bitch, time up, you're evicted
Where's my competition?
(Woo) crickets
Verse 3
Gm
I don't know who you fuckin'
Eb
on but I could make you nut
I don't know who you talkin'
to but I could shut you up
Gm
I don't know what you lookin'
Eb
at but you should look at us
I don't know what your chain doin' but
that shit look like rust (goddamn)
Gm
I don't know who they speakin' on
(yeah), but they shouldn't speak on us
I don't know,
I just don't know (I just don't know, woah, woah)
Verse 4
Gm
I know feed the family first (first), I'm the
first down on my turf (turf)
I knew one day I would kill it, I was just
Eb
Gm
waitin' for the purge
I know feelin' like your life
about to change
And you right there on the verge
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You could feel it in your
Eb
nerve (I feel it)
Gm
Years in this bitch,
this ain't no overnight success ('cess)
And if I break a sweat,
they gettin' game four- swept
Do you live inside the moment or live
in your regrets? ('Grets)
To all my souls servin' life,
I pray it's life after death (B- I- G)
Eb
Look, I walk with a limp, this shit look like
Gm
Eb
I'm dancin' (woah)
Gm
Hoes arguin' over me,
Monica, Brandy (boy)
I'm top ten forever,
Eb
like one of the com mandments
My downfall you wish for,
Gm
can't be granted (no, no)
Been killin' these niggas since
the lunch tables (lunch tables)
Did everything in the D except fuck Dej Loaf (fuck Dej Loaf,
yeah)
They gave me the key to the city but I
still kick down doors
And embarrass you lil' niggas
actin' fake rich 'round hoes
Verse 5
Don
Gm
I don't know who you fuckin' on but
Eb
I could make you nut (yeah)
I don't know who you talkin' to but
I could shut you up (damn)
Gm
I don't know what you lookin' at but
Eb
you should look at us (yeah)
I don't know what your chain doin' but
Gm
that shit look like rust (woah, woah)
I don't know who they speakin' on,
but they shouldn't speak on us
I don't know, I don't know (swerve, swerve,
swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
I just don't know, I just don't know
What you know? Do you know?
Verse 6
Gm
Tell me what you
know
Eb
Gm
Tell me (uh?)
Eb
Gm
Eb
Tell me what you know, tss, ha
Gm
Eb
Gm
Lil' Deja, Don
Outro 1
Eb
Gm
Eb
Gm
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