Tonalità: D# minor
Verse 1
Eb
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Gm
Eb
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Gm
Dm
Whoa, whoa- whoa- whoa
Verse 2
Eb
From out the streets, became a millionaire
Gm
I know niggas started in the trap,
and they still there
Cm
Eb
'Member I was robbin',
I bought jewelry and I still wear it
Gm
Came a long way with all my niggas,
Dm
and they still here
Eb
My big bro behind bars,
fightin' two hundred years
Gm
I got that call, I lost my dawg,
and I don't know how to feel
Eb
Gotta stay on savage time,
you know it's war time
Gm
I remember I ain't used to leave
Dm
the house without my .45
Eb
I ain't got no time
'Member papi had the Mackie
Gm
at the stop sign
Shit was too, too real
Eb
I got my Glock, and laid 'em down,
nigga, you knew the deal
Gm
That's why I moved to the Hills,
Dm
and I'm new to it
Eb
'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg
had to make the news reel
Gm
Got Promethazine in my eyes,
I'm cryin' purple tears
Eb
The streets left me cold- hearted,
they hurt me still
Gm
Dm
Uh, that's why I'm on tour,
Eb
that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low,
Gm
tryna trap in front of the store
Cm
Eb
Hop fences on the police,
from handcuffs to Rollies
Gm
These hoes didn't know a nigga,
Dm
now she claim she know me
Gm
I been countin' up the bag, yeah, yeah
I get the low on the bag,
I'm fuckin' up yens
Go get the birdie, birdie, nigga,
I need some hens
Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends
Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes,
I hop on the Forbes
I been countin' millions
every time I board
Spend your whole budget
in the designer store
Walk inside my closet,
it's designer galore
Bad bitch give me ya- ya in
Cm
Gm
an Aventador
Bad bitch give me neck
Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet,
wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I'm 'bout to pack up the whole house,
put it inside the suitcase
Put my dick inside her mouth like
Eb
it's Crest toothpaste
Gm
Yeah, she gave me head,
like a toupée, huh
Got twenty hoes,
they all my roommates, huh
Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed, huh
I need some bread,
been trappin' for two days
If he rockin' with the opps, we
gotta wet the block
Got my Glock in the Dior,
but I got on Gucci socks
Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave
Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga
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