Tonalità: D# minor
Verse 1
Gb
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Bbm
Gb
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Bbm
Fm
Whoa, whoa- whoa- whoa
Verse 2
Gb
From out the streets, became a millionaire
Bbm
I know niggas started in the trap,
and they still there
Ebm
Gb
'Member I was robbin',
I bought jewelry and I still wear it
Bbm
Came a long way with all my niggas,
Fm
and they still here
Gb
My big bro behind bars,
fightin' two hundred years
Bbm
I got that call, I lost my dawg,
and I don't know how to feel
Gb
Gotta stay on savage time,
you know it's war time
Bbm
I remember I ain't used to leave
Fm
the house without my .45
Gb
I ain't got no time
'Member papi had the Mackie
Bbm
at the stop sign
Shit was too, too real
Gb
I got my Glock, and laid 'em down,
nigga, you knew the deal
Bbm
That's why I moved to the Hills,
Fm
and I'm new to it
Gb
'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg
had to make the news reel
Bbm
Got Promethazine in my eyes,
I'm cryin' purple tears
Gb
The streets left me cold- hearted,
they hurt me still
Bbm
Fm
Uh, that's why I'm on tour,
Gb
that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low,
Bbm
tryna trap in front of the store
Ebm
Gb
Hop fences on the police,
from handcuffs to Rollies
Bbm
These hoes didn't know a nigga,
Fm
now she claim she know me
Bbm
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
Ebm
Bbm
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
Gb
it's Crest toothpaste
Bbm
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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