Tonalità: C minor
Verse 1
Gm
Eb
Never gonna love no broke ass bitch,
Gm
woah
Mustard on the beat, ho!
Verse 2
Gm
Ridin 'round, out of bounds
40 cal, 30 rounds
Eb
Gm
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive,
D
my hoes appealing
Gm
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
Eb
They see that we winning
Gm
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
They see that we winning
D
Look,
Verse 3
Gm
came to get money,
pat on my back cause I did it
I pull up in foreign blowing smoke
Eb
through the ceiling
Gm
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
D
My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
Gm
My cars go fast, my pockets is fat
I take your bitch and we go
Eb
shopping at Sachs
Gm
I'm a popular mack,
never stop for them rats
Flipped a lot of them racks
D
while I fuck with this rap
Gm
Nigga hustling back so
they stuck in the set
Playing Russian Roulette,
Eb
me I'm puffing the best
Gm
I'm a fucking exec, money, power, respect
All my weapons is fresh,
on the West I'm a rep
D
Gm
I'm the fucking connect,
I could cut you a check
I could put you in the game and
Eb
let you hustle the rest
Gm
I got a lust for success,
you know it come with the stress
So we party every night,
what the fuck you expect?
Verse 4
Gm
Ridin 'round, out of bounds
Eb
40 cal, 30 rounds
Gm
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive,
D
my hoes appealing
Gm
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
Eb
They see that we winning
Gm
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
D
They see that we winning
Verse 5
Gm
Never gon' love no broke ass bitch
Eb
Never one broke bitch gon change me
Gm
Mr. Right Back, back and she pays me
Whip the ghost like I'm bringing
D
Gm
back slavery
Mr. L.A. I just caught a lick
Eb
Dug it out the mud like a forklift
Gm
I'm with some balling ass Bloods,
some cold Crips
Don't get dragged out
D
Gm
the club like a coat, bitch
I turn L.A. into Antarctica
The nigga switched on me it's like
Eb
Gm
an audible
Dodging a fiend it ain't affordable
My pull up game came with
a urinal
Extendo for certain
Forties with the thirties like
Eb
it's Harlems on Ver non
Gm
Man 'cause niggas up
in L.A. barbies
Rappers want me get some help
and sell their merch
Verse 6
Gm
Ridin 'round, out of bounds
Eb
40 cal, 30 rounds
Gm
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive,
D
my hoes appealing
Gm
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
Eb
They see that we winning
Gm
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
Outro 1
They see that we winning
Eb
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