Tonalité : C# minor
Intro 1
Dm
Am
Verse 1
Am
A nigga black,
Dm
but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Am
Mm mm mm, wanna gain it all,
but you gon' lose your life
Dm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Nigga crib so big it's a
Am
damn shame
A
Nigga's selling white for
Verse 2
a gold chain
Am
I've been trained to go since a young
nigga stepped off the porch
Dm
Catch me in the kitchen,
kilo, hey bring the fork
I've been trying to hold it down
but these niggas living so foul
Am
Running out on niggas intent
of knocking ya down
Bang! Your window shattered
D
like it never mattered
Dm
You moving weight,
your pockets getting fatter
Bm
It's politics when it come to sticks
Am
Ski mask and glove,
nigga want a brick
My money funny,
A
Am
but you gotta love it
Dm
High heel thugging in Magic City,
these bitches fucking
Your homie doing tax since
they call it fraud
Am
Dm
I'm in and out of traffic,
Am
still moving hard
Verse 3
Am
Dm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Bm
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Dm
Am
A nigga sitting in the Benz
A
and it's white on white
Verse 4
Am
A nigga black,
Dm
but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
Bm
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Am
A
A nigga sitting in the Ben
Dm
A
z and it's white on white
Verse 5
A
Am
Take a look at me, I'm trapping
No excuses, I'm stacking,
Dm
talking hundred on top of hundred
Them 100 making the magic blow
A hundred in a day,
a hundred different ways
Am
Rich nigga, bitch,
put a hundred in my grave
Make my headstone read
"head of MMG"
Dm
That's another hundred mill, really,
you can come and see
Forbes dot com, I'm the Teflon Don
C
Am
Too close to a nigga as a
motherfucking bomb
Trayvon Martin,
Dm
I'm never missing my target
Bitch niggas hating,
tell me it's what I'm parking
Wingstop owner,
Bm
lemon pepper aroma
Am
Young, black nigga,
Dm
Am
barely got a diploma
Verse 6
Am
Dm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can
Bm
Am
get it right
A
Am
Sitting in the Phantom
A
and it's white on white
Am
Dm
A nigga black, but he selling white
A nigga black, but he selling white
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Am
A
Dm
A nigga sitting in the Benz and
A
it's white on white
Verse 7
A
Am
Showing 'til the day I die,
I'mma look up at the sky
Dm
Young trap star, reap,
the world is mine
Proceeding with my grind like police is
Am
on my line
Instagramming shit for all
A
the teachers I despised
Am
Never saw my vision,
you only saw me suspended
Dm
Now my white bitches be fucking
me 'til I'm winded
D
Breathe, breathe, young nigga, breathe
Am
Dm
If your ass wasn't rapping,
Am
what would you be?
Verse 8
Am
Young nigga black,
A
Am
Dm
but he selling white
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Young nigga black,
Am
but he selling white
Dm
20 grand a night if you can get it right
Interlude 1
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Dm
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Dm
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Dm
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Verse 9
Am
A
Young nigga black, but he selling white
Dm
Young nigga black, but he selling white
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