Tonalità: C minor
Intro 1
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F
C
Am
F
C
Verse 1
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Fore we was anything,
F
fore you could see us
C
Be fore we was electric,
well that was Prius
Am
F
Before we ever dreamt it here,
it's nothing to dream of
C
Then let's be honest, you did everything,
thought this could be us
Am
F
Now watch me shaking hands on
the clock getting demands
C
Gliding hard right like
you seeing me on thin air
Am
And boy out for the night,
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got no plans on getting freaky
C
You were Instagraming you and now
you're Instagraming me
Verse 2
walk up in the room,
F
C
I'm the same motherfucker what up ? (I'm the same motherfucker)
Am
And if you're talkin then prove,
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C
better know you ain't fuckin wit us (you ain't fuckin wit us)
Am
F
Get it on our own, they keep telling us no
C
But now they open up the doors
wherever we go
Am
F
And now we walk up in the room and we say motherfuckers
C
Am
what up ? (and we say motherfuckers)
F
() I sing about a song, I rap a rap song
Verse 3
C
I sing a club banging,
make them panties raps on
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I'm show down,
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I keep poppin like some popcorn
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Now watch me getting money
like a motherfuckin ghetto
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This just how you know
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When you see me in your city
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It's like everywhere I go,
everybody fuckin wit me
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Yes I'm outside but my game,
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they all cheering my name
C
But I told you if you know me
then you know I never change
Verse 4
walk up in the room,
F
I'm the same motherfucker what up?
C
Am
And if you're talkin then prove,
F
C
better know you ain't fuckin wit us (you ain't fuckin wit us)
Am
F
Get it on our own, they keep telling us no
C
But now they open up the
doors wherever we go
Am
F
And now we walk up in the room and we say motherfuckers
C
what up? (motherfuckers what up?)
Am
() It's like I'm
Verse 5
still a kid in the
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back of the Ford Taurus
C
Yes, waving at some drivers while
they screaming favorite es
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Now fast forward,
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my song flashes across the dashboard
C
Is this the life I asked for? Well
fuck it man of course it is
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I just needed a mic and
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a stage I could play on
C
This life's my playground,
I'm hero with a crayon
Am
F
Now how the drought so cold,
no shrinkage
C
Am
No sales limit on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting better
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bruh, dominate like fetera
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But if you don't like my lyrics
F
C
Am
send a letter to the editor
His address is 'Fuck You',
F
C
street name is 'Deal Wit It'
Make sure you tramp stamp it
F
C
Am
so I know I still get it
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Am I a sellout? 'Cus
every show I sell out
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I hang around with fans til they
tell me to get the hell out
Am
F
Middle finger to the haters,
tell em shut up
C
So if you feel that let me
hear you say what up!
Verse 6
walk up in the room,
F
C
I'm the same motherfucker what up?
Am
And if you're talkin then prove,
F
C
better know you ain't fuckin wit us (you ain't fuckin wit us)
Am
F
Get it on our own, they keep telling us no
C
But now they open up the
doors wherever we go
Am
And now we walk up in the room and
F
C
we say motherfuckers what up?
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