Tonalité : G minor
Verse 1
C#m
Maybach shit
F#m
Cameras in the ceiling,
Seline on my arm
A
We get ghost,
C#m
F#m
C#m
you already know what it is
F#m
Money stuffed in my bag
B
Maybach shit
Verse 2
C#m
Bright lights and dark corners,
it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild
A
Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
F#m
Nothing to lose,
I was starving from the start
A
F#m
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
C#m
Open fire when you see me yell out
and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member,
A
they'll be gone by November
F#m
Keys to the city got killers
C#m
who slither with me
A
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto,
B
smoke a fat fifty
C#m
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna
A
see a hundred mil
F#m
These boys going blind they
just happy being free
A
In a world of so many I
F#m
just wanted me a key
C#m
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before
A
my niggas all decease
F#m
These boys snort lines I'm fine
just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air,
A
B
C#m
to morrow on my mind
Verse 3
C#m
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
A
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
F#m
I wanna be there when
C#m
each one of my kids born
F#m
A
F#m
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
C#m
C#
Real nigga to the day
C#m
that I'm de ceased
F#m
Even then I pray I'm living
A
through these beats
F#m
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
A
Burning Amsterdam green
B
where it falls like a leaf
Verse 4
C#m
Born in the bricks with the short
end of the stick
Always running late,
A
quick to show up with your bitch
F#m
B
The Hublot's cool but my
Terminator's foolish
F#m
B
All stainless steel,
A
C#m
quick to match it with my toolie
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you,
A
as long as you're getting rich
F#m
Crack game, champagne,
G#m
kilos on the stock exchange
F#m
A
Rolls Royce, new Ghost,
B
F#m
that's a nigga pocket change
C#m
These niggas acting like
they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas
A
F#m
I done won awards
Nigga, you a bitch,
where yo' Honda Accord?
A
B
I'm riding in some shit only I can afford
C#m
Shouldn't claim the hood
til you build a report
A
Amsterdam state of mind,
F#m
I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people
who label me poor
A
Now I piss on Europeans,
B
C#m
you'd think it was porn
Verse 5
C#m
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
A
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
F#m
I wanna be there when
G#m
each one of my kids born
F#m
A
F#m
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
C#m
C#
Real nigga to the day
C#m
that I'm de ceased
F#m
Even then I pray I'm living
A
through these beats
F#m
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
A
Burning Amsterdam green where
B
C#m
it falls like a leaf
Verse 6
C#m
A
I'm speaking on unwritten laws
F#m
the code of the streets
A
I'm not the type of nig
B
C#m
ga that you bump in to
At a 7- 11 and just pull your pistol on him
A
And do what the fuck you want
F#m
to do
Niggas like me,
you gotta get permission homie!
A
B
C#m
And that could take a long time!
In that time,
A
I'mma handle my muthafuckin business
F#m
A
B
Verse 7
C#m
It's the red light district,
nigga this Amsterdam
A
F#m
Wherever the fuck I'm at
C#m
A
It's a no go
We green light you bitch niggas
B
Rozay!
Outro 1
C#m
A
F#m
G#m
F#m
C#m
A
F#m
C#m
A
B
C#m
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