Tonalité : B major•
Intro 1
E
G#m
B
E
G#m
B
E
G#m
B
E
G#m
Verse 1
E
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
G#m
F#
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
E
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
Shit on all my haters,
F#
I'ma make them pissed
E
B
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
G#m
F#
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
E
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
Shit on all my haters,
F#
I'ma make them pissed
Verse 2
E
Trade my Honda to a Bentley
Now these fuckboys wanna end me
G#m
F#
Ammunition, I got plenty
E
I squeezed it till it's empty
My haters, they resent me
G#m
B
F#
Never checking what they send me
E
Don't touch me, I ain't friendly
I'm driving foreigns, I ain't renting
G#m
B
Your career is stuck on pending
The corner what I'm
E
bending
You're thinking about lending
G#m
B
My money I ain't sending
F#
E
You can't get a penny
You wanna see me
B
fail because I'm balling
G#m
B
You a fake and we ain't got nothing
E
in common
You didn't pick up when you
B
saw me calling
G#m
So you wouldn't catch me
B
if you saw me falling
E
B
Be careful who you shit on,
G#m
they might make it, you never know
E
B
Don't try to come around me if you
E
wasn't here before
You say you need some tickets,
G#m
wanna see me at my show
E
B
I put my bitch in VIP, I put you on the floor
F#
G#m
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year I
Verse 3
E
wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired,
F#
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
E
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
F#
G#m
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
E
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
F#
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
E
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
Verse 4
E
I'm rolling off a bean and I'm stoned
G#m
B
I just did a interview with Rolling Stone
F#
E
My teachers used to call my
momma on the phone
G#m
I failed in all my classes,
F#
hated going home
B
E
Got-Got a a lot of problems that I
handle on my on
G#m
Remember making beats and feeling
B
stuck inside my home
E
And now when I come home, I'm
fucking every bitch I know
G#m
I just show my chain off
F#
to Lil Uzi on the phone
E
I feeling in my zone, I
took two 30's to the dome
B
G#m
I heard they pitch they shit up just so
B
they can match my tone
E
I'm balling, you can't stand
it how I keep you on your toes
G#m
No motion picture money
B
rewinds in my video
E
When I'm in my city, I feel like I'm Rambo
G#m
My bro like a mechanic,
B
always keep the hammer close
E
Do I believe in heaven? To be honest,
I don't know
G#m
But I believe in Ghosts and I be
B
F#
lieve in Lambo's
G#m
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year I
Verse 5
E
wouldn't show up for the freshman list
Your swag expired,
F#
G#m
you ain't fresh like this
E
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
G#m
F#
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
B
E
Your swag expired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
Shit on all my haters,
F#
B
I'ma make them pissed
E
G#m
B
E
As-tu aimé la chanson ?
Tu dois te pour laisser une évaluation.
AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsE G#m B F#
Plus de chansons de Nav
Découvrez des accords pour jouer plus de chansons
Accords populaires dans le monde entier
Accords et tablatures les plus joués par tous les utilisateurs
Ajout récent
Accords et tablatures récents