Tonalità: C minor
Verse 1
Fm
May be these songs are too
Gm
mature for these dudes
Cm
Or maybe it's too pure
for these dudes
Maybe I should dumb it down when
I'm recording these tunes
Or just rap about some shit that I
Fm
don't normally do
Gm
Whatever, look, this is some 50
RT shit
Cm
Probably cos these niggas
can't deep it
Probably cos
Ike's bitten back my fourth fizzy on some
G shit
Or I ain't got chippy on the
Fm
remix I pre -lipped
Gm
That ain't a shot of chippy, nah that's tired
Cm
I was sitting round the table in his
crib and got inspired
Looking round like
Raji, you own this, that's crazy
Cause I was saving dough for a
Fm
Mercedes I ain't used to
hopefully's or maybe's
Gm
Cm
I'm sorta like a throwback to the 80's
More shoulder than
Sadie, I'm more colder
than brain freeze
Used to walk home in the rain
G
Just do it bad with my
school clothes and my
Fm
Gm
AV I'm autistic, you pay attention,
Cm
you can't miss it
I swapped a
U for an
R, now I'm artistic
Can't let no doctor define me, my
G, I can't risk it
Diagnosed me and had me think
Fm
ing I'm dying slowly
Gm
That's why I'm always standoffish
when they're tryna know me
Cm
That's why I'm with
Hakko and
Dotty,
They my tightest homies,
same ones that I started with when I found the powers
Me and friends already put
Fm
in our 10 ,000 hours
And I just made a hundred
Gm
songs all for women
Cm
Cause mum told me men never listen
Still up in the tunnel but there really ain't
no end to my vision I ain't
going out like them,
Fm
they gon' remember me different
You gotta put me in that
Gm
J.
Cole bracket
Cm
Rappers like
Schlazinger, they make the same old racket
My brain can't hack it,
hella noise, ain't no rapping
You think you're cold nigga,
take my jacket
Fm
It's made out of rabbit, shit
Gm
Forget the photos and the champagne,
Cm
let's get going with the campaign
Stress growing like my fan base,
can't put my soul into no rat race
These niggas dying over cheese,
Fm
but I know that since my trap days
Gm
She said I owe her time,
Cm
I told her throw that on my tab babe
Stay focused but I'm mad strained,
chain smoking on my bad days
Fm
Stay sober but I'm mad waved, yeah,
Gm
must be the points that I put on the board
Cm
Photo shoots for these brands
that I couldn't afford
And all the ones that show me love
never knew me before
These white girls fuck with us like it's
Juicy
Gm
In three points is the limit,
I'm shooting for four
Cm
Before you put me in a box,
I take you to the morgue
Before they put me at the top,
I'ma do all this work
Cause I ain't into getting props
Fm
I don't truly deserve
Best a newcomer,
Gm
just watch how I do summer
Cm
I told friends,
come and run this shit with me
Sincere when it comes to the
Lizzie
Young
Kane, now I fuck with
Da
Vinci
I'll give
Fm
DP my lung and my kidney
It's nothing no biggie,
Gm
all I need is my space
Cm
30 seconds to
Mars, but 14
Heath is the base
They're calling me to replace
Anything that's been played out
Niggas tried to block me,
Fm
they'll never get in my way
Now I'm firing, I'm inspiring
Gm
Cm
That's the main thing, I'm smiling,
but it's tiring
I got tired of waiting
Got too much pride to hit
you with some weak verses
Fm
Quality control, this shit is getting re
Gm
furbished I sing and I rap, rap and I sing
Cm
I could rap it and cling like I'm hitting a trap
If I win, I bet those niggas won't clap
I was starving while these niggas got fat
And now I'm laughing
Fm
cause I'm bringing it back
Yeah,
Cm
Control, 2 .0,
Produced by
Fm
Young
Soul,
Gm
Neardrums
Forever
Cm
Gun,
Yeah,
It's
The
Rap
Man
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