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