Tonalité : D minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Dm
C
Bb
Yeah,
Am
Gm
uh, yeah
Dm
These are my one St. Thomas flows
C
Me and my niggas and some
Bb
Madonna hoes
Am
That look just like virgins
Gm
But trust they down to go
Discussin' life and all our
common goals
Smart kids that smoke weed, honor roll
Look how the champagne diamonds flow
Fine dining, pour another another
Dm
glass when the wine is low
C
I'm in the crib stackin'
Verse 2
money
Bb
from here to the ceilin'
Am
Dm
Whatever it is I got is
Gm
clearly appealin'
These other rappers gettin'
Dm
Gm
that inferior feelin'
I hope you feel it in your soul
spiritual healin'
Take a look at yourself the
mirror's revealin'
If you ain't got it you ain't got
Dm
it the theory is brilliant
C
Bb
People ask how music is goin' I heard it pays
Verse 3
Am
I just came off makin'
Gm
2 million in 30 days
Damn I guess it does what
the message was
Sometimes I feel I be spendin'
my money just because
But Weezy I'm just out here reppin' us
'Til I get to shake the hand of the
Verse 4
man that's blessin' us
Dm
C
Yeah, I know these niggas
Bb
miss the mean lyrics
Am
Kush got the room smellin'
Gm
like teen spirit
I asked kindly if no- one out here
would bring defeat up
Until I lose,
for now I'm the game's single leader
I fly private so no- one tells me
to bring my seat up
And book a suite when me and
Dm
your favorite singer meet up
C
Bb
Who you like, tell me who it is I'mma make
Verse 5
Am
sure that that women
is the next one on my list
Gm
I should call it a night but
fuck it I can't resist
This one is for all my niggas
from my city tryin' to diss
Without a response from me
you really fail to exist
And I love to see you fail that feelin'
there is the shit
Dm
C
I swear, aghh pussy nigga
Bb
get your bread up
Am
Enjoy the seat that the stewardess
just forced your ass to let up
Gm
Why your scary ass lookin'
down pick your head up
No- one told you your disguise is the
most ridiculous gettup
With nose plugs in now I can smell a set up
So your just wastin' your time
Verse 6
your just only makin' me better
Dm
C
Yeah I try to tell them don't judge
Bb
me because you heard stuff
Am
Chase N. Cash that's my brother
Gm
from the Surf Club
Damn that nigga always
kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke
good at the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through like
coins in a couch
Now we just fuckin' all the bitches
Dm
they warned us about
C
Scared for the first time
everything has clicked
Am
What if I dont really do the numbers
Gm
they predict
Considerin' the fact that I'm
the one that they just picked
To write a chapter in history
this shit has got me sick
But if I really do it don't expect
to get a split
'Cause this truly is some shit I don't
Dm
expect y'all to get
Verse 7
C
I'm nervous but I'mma kill it, 'cause
Bb
they 'bout to let the realest team in
Am
Throwin' up in a huddle nigga
Gm
Willie Beamen
We're still throwin' touchdown
passes
In tortoise frame glasses,
hopin' that someone catch it
People say that old Drake, we
startin' to miss it
But they need to be a little
more specific
Dm
C
Man is this what y'all want? In my best
Bb
Chris Tucker impression
Am
Ducking your questions,
Gm
fuck your suggestions
Money gets all of my love and affection
Cars all black like the cover
of Essence
I'm allergic to coming in second
but I never sneeze
Dm
Y.M.O.E. nigga,
C
Bb
Am
yeah
Dm
Gm
Verse 8
Gm
Dm
Gm
This want y'all want
Octobers Very Own
Young Money
ATF
Am
Gm
Thank Me Later in this
C
Bb
C
bitch wasssup
Am
Gm
Free Weezy in this bitch wassup
June 15th in this bitch wassup
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