Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
Em
B
C
Patience is a virtue
D
Em
Consistency is key
B
C
D
And hard work eventually pays off
Em
My habitat,
B
I came upon that dirty block slinging
C
Axe slapped the mack,
D
heard thirty shots ringing
Em
B
Kettle match the swag, I assert,
you watch blinging
C
D
Contractor pack, it's my turn,
we chop millions
Em
B
Rolling through the trenches,
I know all the demons
C
D
Could start a war this evening,
can't call it even
Em
B
Spend a quick hundred,
just a normal weekend
C
D
Talking big butter in
Em
these formal meetings
E
B
Fell out with family,
that's an awkward feeling
C
D
Made South London look
B
Em
more ap pealing
B
Big diamonds, fast cars,
C
4 -litre speeding
D
Pretty one in the passenger,
Em
Puerto Rican
B
These bait blocks hotter than Lagos
C
D
Long revolver did him like
John Travolta face off
Em
B
OG, OT, I had like 8 spots
C
D
Don't compare me to a sausage
Em
C
with a fake watch
Em
Learned how to cope, broke survival
Till I broke the cycle,
rich for all my oldest
C
Shopper of the year,
Em
C
all my brothers hold the titles
Em
Keep a loaded rifle, I've been going viral
B
This the code of silence,
C
streets cold and violent
D
From young, I understood
the whole assignment
Em
B
This is loyalty, brotherhood,
I own alliance
C
D
My money good,
had a hundred rollies shining
Em
B
Blown to islands,
C
D
popped off the jet with golden diamonds
Em
Little bros he sliding,
B
split your head open being open minded
C
D
He didn't wanna listen,
Em
I tried showing guidance
E
B
C
Just chilled, I wanna tell gang, crash it
D
Rich and I'm lit, feeling fantastic
Em
B
Militant, ignorant, and savage
C
D
In the hood they only understand badness
Em
B
Before music tours,
C
food abroad was food for thought
D
Now I'm going stupid in the Louis store
Em
Move with the movement,
B
make way, move some more
C
D
Been through the wars,
what did you confuse this for?
B
C
Em
Friends no feelings, Benz no ceiling
C
Em
Ends up dealing, then broke stealing
B
Em
C
Seen it all before,
Em
C
how you low at home sleepin'
Em
Hear that phone beatin',
B
gave him hope eatin'
Em
Gave him hope,
B
your music fallin' on deaf ears
C
D
Dunno when death's near,
B
hustle get your deck clear
Em
I'm from South West
B
where they slide for respect here
C
D
Look right, he got left there,
folded like a deck chair
Em
B
Folded, got life, it's been ten years
C
D
Don't think his friends care,
LV menswear
Em
B
Thousands on a fresh pair,
and my Rolex rare
C
D
Slide in her DMs,
Em
B
C
D
E
B
C
D
I don't ever get air .
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