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Intro 1
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
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7
Verse 1
p .m. Feb 21st
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Cm
I rocked out the county like a fucking ghost
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Gm
No gloves, black rocks, just a peepersaw
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Cm
With a motherfucking plan to execute
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Gm
Gm
I got with my team, SKM
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Cm
Whole squad on the scene,
they some businessmen
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Gm
Ball game, it's all the same
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Cm
Got not my style from casting fame
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Gm
Then I woke up though,
for the silver screen
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Cm
So these bitches started talking
Cause I'm moving so clean
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Gm
Gm
That sound, it said fuck you mean
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Cm
Everything that's going down
has been foreseen
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Eb
Gm
Gm
That's when, I realized
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Cm
That I was still in the trenches
where the enemy lies
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Gm
That's why, it's on regular program
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Cm
H1 touchdown,
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Gm
it's a check my wingspan
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Cm
Águila 1, Sandman Slim, Boss of Bosses
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Gm
Gm
El Án gel de la Muerte, Semi Clap
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Cm
That's a triple impact
Gm
Gm
It's like that, it's what I see
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Cm
And I could bring it to you,
divination or dream
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Gm
It's like that, real talk my G
Cm
Cm
And I can bring it to you
through a digital stream
Gm
Gm
Competition see me coming,
it's hard to breathe
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Cm
Wear status,
we official on these LA streets
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Gm
It's what you seek,
that's why I gave you a show
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Cm
Nightmare before Christmas,
here the fuck you go
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Gm
Gm
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Six albums, off the bat
Cm
Cm
And I ain't even trippin'
cause I does it like that
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Gm
All of them over there is fuckin' wack
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Cm
And I can tell you upset
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Gm
cause she rock back
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Dm
I done this, what you thought it was
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Cm
These motherfuckin' rhymes
be like twenty guns
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Eb
Gm
Gm
Five videos, last one was porno
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Cm
Put the flame to your noodle,
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that meto al horno
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Gm
Cause I don't know,
where the journey take me
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Cm
But I'ma take you with me
till them spirits take me
Gm
Gm
Let's go, it's a follow my lead
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Cm
That's another hood classic,
dog guaranteed
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Gm
If you ain't got none of these
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Cm
You on the low end of the spectrum
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Gm
Gm
Hood God, Shel Winnie
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Cm
Gm
Gm
You got to open your eyes
It's like that, it's what I see
Cm
Cm
And I could bring it to you,
divination or dream
Gm
Gm
It's like that, real talk my G
Cm
Cm
And I could bring it to you
through a digital stream
Gm
Gm
Born Supreme, Born Supreme
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Cm
And then Migos know what's
up with that SK team
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Eb
Gm
Gm
Born Supreme, Born Supreme
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Cm
And then Migos know what's
up with that SK team
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Gm
Gm
I offer my status, triple beam
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Cm
And that's what you call
that heavy cream
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Gm
Oh God, you know the theme
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Cm
The homie said it best,
we was born supreme
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Gm
Cm
Cm
It's that main event type shit
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Gm
Gm
Wenschlau
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Cm
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Gm
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Listen up homeboy
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Cm
I'll tell you, and I'll tell all them
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Gm
frauds you rolling with
You ain't fucking with me on
no level
Thanks for watching!

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