Tonalità: E minor•
Verse 1
Em
D
I see you niggas, throwing gutter balls an d shit
Em
I see you niggas with the bumper lanes
D
Em
D
Em
D
tryna, tryna gag hard
Em
300, perfect game,
always in the pocket, no open frames
I just follow through, boom,
reset my pens
While you stuck tryna pick up a 7 -10
300, perfect game, always in the pocket,
no open frames
I just follow through, boom,
reset my pins
When you stuck,
you finna pick up a 7 -10
Yeah, uh, emphasis on target
I'm pursuing the art so ardently
Dm
Em
Got a lock on the torch,
it's no arguin'
Got the price to flow, it's no bargainin'
Shit, speakin' on trees like
Tarzan
Fuck it, I'm burnin' the trees like
Arsene
Uh, fuckin' up shit like
Tarsan
Uh, you need to raise it up
with a bar stance
D
We up, we be that space shuttle on the rise
Em
I can't speed up the music
D
revolution at the time, uh
Em
B
And the spiritual evolution is inside
Em
Open doors wide open,
you just gotta step inside, yeah
300, perfect game
Always in the pocket, no open frames
I just follow through, boom
Reset my pins
Why you stuck tryna pick up a 7 -10, uh
300, perfect game
Always in the pocket, no open frames
I just follow through, boom
Reset my pins
Why you stuck tryna pick up a 7 -10
Yo, yo, this dude right here, yo,
no fucking lame courtesy, yo.
Fuck, man.
Some serious shit over here, man.
Like, for real, man.
Just gotta focus, you know.
Dm
Em
Yeah, uh.
Concentrate, concentrate.
And I ain't talking orange juice,
I'm talking cake.
And I ain't talking cheeses,
I brought the flakes.
Yo, I'm talking visas out
of the states.
Worldwide getting that dough.
Spitting that super international flow.
Spending that super international dough.
in
Amsterdam with a pre -roll in the bag to go
D
Em
uh, uh, but I had to go, had to go
do this hustle for this bag of dough
B
Em
but my plane don't land till after 4
B
so meet me at the bowling
Em
alley with a bag to roll
uh, 300, perfect game
always in the pocket, no open frames
I just follow through, boom, reset my pins
why you stuck tryna pick up a 7 -10?
uh, 300, perfect game
always in the pocket, no open frames
I just followed through,
boom, reset my pins
While you stuck trying to pick up a 7 -10
Just struck 12 on the roll, was inevitable
I told you never to bowl against me
D
Em
Put the mic down, I told you never to flow
But the dagger ran deeper with every blow
And my goal is to win my medal,
better be gold
Got infinite ammo, call me bullet express
But I ain't talking bout smoothies,
so you better reload
Cause every thought I express
touches every soul
Cause the flow is so hot and
the melody's cold
I'm so cold that the wrist
don't celebrity froze
Except my soul will never be sold
Can't see boy as I sit on my throne
300 perfect game
Always in the pocket no open frames
I just follow through boom
Reset my pens
Why you stuck tryna pick up a 7 -10?
300 perfect game
Always in the pocket no open frames
I just follow through boom
Reset my pens
Why you stuck tryna pick up a 7 -10?
It's your own shit man,
it's your own shoes
You ain't fuck with us in this bowl and shit
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