Tonalité : B minor
Verse 1
Em
Had a mill at 16 know how that felt?
C
And I'm still kicking shit,
Em
bitch black belt
Shoulda seen me in that yella 4- 30
C
Got it washed everyday,
Em
bitch never seen dirty
Told me meet him at the waffle house,
he got a clean .30
On my Domino's shit, only took a mean 30
My folks always on time yeah I'm
talking C Murder
C
Em
Is it me or this Franck Muller
C
Em
or it just seem early
I'm in something low- key,
C
Em
steady mobbing with the thang
Cut the music down
cause my cellphone ringing
C
From what I just heard think my
Em
cellphone dreaming
Wasn't doing this I'd probably
be a politician
C
Em
Fuck first forty- eight just too much snitching
If them folks get behind me
it be a whole lot of chasing
C
Cause I ain't pulling over be a
Em
whole lotta arresting
What?
Verse 2
Em
Ain't a damn thing change now
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars drewed up
With the big- faced hundreds
Put them things on the road now
C
Em
Nigga still getting that dough now
Niggas think I lucked up,
C
must got me fucked up
Em
Cause I been getting money
Verse 3
Em
And just when I thought
C
it couldn't get no better
Nigga hit me on my chirp,
Em
got all my cheddar
All wondering why I got this shit
runnin like a shower
C
Big bag full of white,
Em
you woulda thought it was some flour
Work hard in the kitchen
like a culinary school
C
I be doin my thang,
Em
I'm a culinary fool
So much Pj, I was pissin that shit,
C
Em
talkin bottles so big put a fist in that shit
You were born that way, always be a hater
C
Don Jaun on these hoes,
Em
always be a playa
Way I work through the check
I Shoulda been a calculator
C
I'm so cold with this shit,
Em
count it in the refrigerator
Jewelry store,
green bob bought my first Cartier
C
Threw em 30 thou and got
Em
the fuck up outta there
That's how jo jo [???] one
day got indicted
C
If it's a party with the feds,
Em
I ain't tynna get invited
Verse 4
Em
Ain't a damn thing change now
C
Em
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars drewed up
With the big- faced hundreds
C
Put them things on the road now
Em
Nigga still getting that dough now
Niggas think I lucked up,
C
must got me fucked up
Em
Cause I been getting money
Verse 5
C
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your
Em
right hand
Right there by the couch bag
C
of rubber bands
Em
Gotta get 5, double stacked
that's a hundred grand
Rose gold jacob,
4 units for the timepiece
C
Got my niggas working so much
Em
they need a time sheet
They thought it was a joke until I
C
copped that 6
Em
7:45 pull up in that bitch
Ever see a nigga pop a hundred
C
bottles for the club
[???], get the money, get ya love
Em
One song, blew a quarter chicken,
yeah that's a [?]
C
If a nigga re'ing up with half
Em
a ticket that's a car quote
Verse 6
Em
Ain't a damn thing change now
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars drewed up
With the big- faced hundreds
C
Put them things on the road now
Em
Nigga still getting that dough now
Niggas think I lucked up, must
got me fucked up
C
Em
C
Cause I
Em
been getting money
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