Tonalità: G# minor
Intro 1
Em
C
Em
C
Cm
C
Em
C
Em
C
Verse 1
oh man, they got me going back to my old ways
I didn't think that, there was no way, too bad,
I been feeling it the whole day
OG's,
OG's, they made it clear
they wanna see the old me
The problem is they don't even know me,
Dm
they don't realize I wanna keep it lowkey
Bb
But it's bout the time that we hit it I got
Dm
Bb
all the homies up in the whip
Cause we ride around and we get it,
yeah, yeah
Anything you want, we done did it
See the ancient ways,
know you made mistakes
And I'm bout to make you admit it
Em
Woah, for the rest of life,
don't ever press the mic
Cause I'm the best with it,
you already know
Sittin' out this whole week,
tell I'm home free
Team knows, take the motif,
C
Em
I've been on the road
Put my foot in it, get in the gold bars I might stretch a hit,
I'll give it to them in
Toastcards
Man, they out so far behind,
might just send them a postcard
C
I got flows lookin' so deep,
Em
gotta send them a sonar
Dm
Metaphors so complicated,
Bb
y 'all gon' need a flow chart
Lyrical magician,
I'll never let em' both cause
Dm
Bb
Ain't nobody had to do it like me so far
Y 'all gon' have to put yourself together
like your best friend, I'm a ho -god
Vogue
God, open up a can with this crowbar
Go hard, so don't get hurt up in the beat
Man, I got the homie jumpin'
like a hurdle in the beat
Man, I killed her with a snake,
Em
she more than myrtle in the beat
Oh man, oh man
They got me goin' back to my old ways
I didn't think that, there was no way
Too bad, I was feelin'
good the whole day
OG's,
OG's
They made it clear they wanna
see the old me
The problem is they don't
even know me
Dm
Don't realize I wanna keep it lowkey
Bb
But it's bout the time that we hit it
Dm
Bb
I got all the homies up in the whip
Cause we ridin' round and we get it
Dm
Bb
Yeah, yeah
Anything you want we done did it
See the
H -O -A's know you make mistakes and
I'm bout to make you admit it
Em
Woah
I know it's unconceited but I'm
tryna be the best
I wanna do some niggas, maybe I am
And I don't care nothin' bout your crew or your
clique or your club or your pretty little clan
I got a shoe wheel or
somethin' like a blue pin
For how I'm gonna do it,
I'm loosenin' the plan
And when I hit my final stride,
I believe that I can fly
Dm
Hit em high, buddy, welcome to the jam
On the block like I'm
Doughboy, no toys
Movin' in the box like your old boy,
no joy
Henny on the rocks with the po' boy,
no soy
Who this nigga while I'm at the show,
Bb
boy?
They want me to rewind, after I done refined
I streamlined the design,
I just wanna remind
That I was tryna recline for me time,
but these guys so benign
I resigned to peace sign, but
Em
C
Oh man, oh man,
Em
they got me goin' back to my old ways
C
Em
C
I did n't think that, there was no way
Em
Too bad, I been feelin' it the whole day
C
OGs,
OGs, they made it clear
they wanna see the old me
Em
The problem is they don't
Dm
Don't realize I wanna keep it lowkey
Bb
But it's about the time that we hit it I
got all the homies up in the whip
Cause we ride around and we get it
Anything you want, we done did it
See the
HOAs, know you made mistakes
Em
C
Em
And I'm about to make you admit it
C
Em
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Thanks for watching guys!
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