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