Tonalité : A minor
Intro 1
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Em
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F
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Dm
G
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Em
Am
When I come
Verse 1
get my shit,
G
Em
it better add up
Am
First I was hustlin' backwards,
Em
it didn't add up
Am
Dm
Aye, being broke wasn't fun,
G
Em
thought it was bad luck
Dm
I heard it didn't make
Em
sense if it didn't add up
Am
I might pull up on her soundin' like
Em
G
Am
a panther (yeah)
Em
I swear all my life I ain't
Am
have none
Dm
I spent all my nights tryna
G
Dm
make it add up
Em
I know this ain't right, shit gotta add up
Am
Okay, this
Verse 2
rollie on my wrist
Em
say it's my time now
Am
Louis V frames to block the
Em
pain in my eyes now
Am
Of course I'm high right now
F
G
Dm
Still a blow a 10 you better pipe down
Em
They keep asking me
Am
Lucc how you feel?
Can't believe it's real,
Em
finally got a deal
Am
What's the deal? Gotta keep it real
Em
Am
Tryna make a mil, a couple mil
F
G
Had to tell 'em chill
Dm
I swear all this damn pain
Em
got me poppin' pills
These niggas act like they'll
Am
do it but then they won't
G
It's in the hood, but at the trunk
Em
Dm
Am
You know I'm good with the pump
Em
Am
I promise to God I'll hit his
Dm
ass and I ain't talkin' tunk
G
Em
A young nigga I had to grind
Am
Dm
Em
to do what I want
Yeah yeah
Am
When I come
Verse 3
get my shit,
G
Em
it better add up
Am
Dm
First I was hustlin'
Em
backwards it didn't add up
Am
Dm
Aye, being broke wasn't fun,
Em
thought it was bad luck
Dm
I heard it didn't make
Em
sense if it didn't add up
Am
I might pull up on her soundin'
Em
G
Am
like a panther
Em
I swear all my life I ain't
Am
have none
Dm
G
I spent all my nights tryna make it add up
Dm
Em
I know this ain't right,
shit gotta add up
Am
Uh,
Verse 4
Em
what is this nigga?
Am
You know that Hublot on ya wrist,
Em
it don't exist nigga
Am
F
I thought I told him I pop shit nigga
Em
G
Dm
In that Panamera Porsche with
Em
ya bitch nigga
Am
Did I mention I'm makin' six figures?
Em
They say change come
Am
when money come
Em
Wonder if they still gon' love me if
Am
all my money gone
Dm
Am
They say they with me but
Dm
Em
don't know a song
Dm
Ain't it funny how them suckas gone
Em
Yeah yeah
Am
When I come
Verse 5
get my shit,
G
Em
it better add up
Am
First I was hustlin' back
Dm
Em
wards it didn't add up
Am
Dm
Aye, being broke wasn't fun,
G
Em
thought it was bad luck
Dm
I heard it didn't make
Em
sense if it didn't add up
Am
I might pull up on her soundin'
Dm
Em
G
Am
like a pan ther
Em
I swear all my life I ain't
Am
have none
Dm
G
I spent all my nights tryna make it add up
Dm
Em
I know this ain't right,
Am
shit gotta add up
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