Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
Am
A
Am
C
Hey what's up with it y 'all,
Cm
it's your boy
C
Young Rocky, I'm back again
Am
with the Corporate America mixtape.
C
Cm
I'm finna get these raw and uncut tracks,
C
you know I got a lot of DJs
Am
hosting my mixtape.
Cm
DJ Sheed, DJ Warrior, Dow Jones,
Am
we finna get into these new joints.
C
Young Rocky, C -T -E's in the building,
let's get it.
Am
Man, everybody know me.
C
Am
C
D
Alright, here we go.
Em
Am
Man I woke up this morning
I was feeling myself
C
You ain't feeling me fine,
Am
I ain't feeling you neither
We can bring it to heaters,
the 4, 5 o 'clock
Cm
and make your ass a believer
Am
Yeah I call it the preacher
It ain't absurd you heard
C
that I'm the best at it
They say a party ain't
Am
a party to the west at it
C
Lil mama got booty I'm a sex addict
Head game can't explain
but she's a neck addict
Am
Homeboy feelin' tough
C
cause the screws off
Cm
You leave with a red nose like
C
Am
Rudolph or Who's soft
C
You don't really wanna see the fruit,
dawg
Cm
Now they askin' what them bars about
Am
My homeboy's gon' ride
A
C
when the stars come out
Look, hacks about me
from the streets to the fo' yard
Am
C
Cause all my niggas got
life like Ho -Dawg
D
Em
Make music with the burner
Am
like Mozart
Homeboy, I'm a rider,
C
man, I keep that strap
Cm
Everybody know rockin' is a cheat
Am
Homeboy, I'm a rider,
homie sell last
C
But if you don't talk, man,
Cm
fuck the police
Am
Ho -boy, I'm a rider
C
If you don't take no shit,
don't do it, man, you just like me
Am
Ho -boy, I'm a rider
C
Dm
I'm a rider, I'm a rider, I'm
Em
Am
Man, everybody love
C
Look, I ride around solo with the flag on me
Am
Do rag on me, ain't no need to brag,
Am
Hey, body, me muggin' to the K -Blast
Cm
Boys get popped,
Am
start squeakin' like brake pads
I hope you watchin',
C
I'm a legend in the makin', homie
Cm
C
I got some money,
Am
you'll die tryin' to take it from me
C
You got a problem with the kid,
you should grab a thang
Dm
D
See me at the airport,
E
Am
get knocked out of baggage claim
And I ain't got no kinda problem
with these rapper niggas
Cm
C
Actin' niggas, I go to jail,
Am
cause I clap a nigga
I got some homies in the South,
that let the text blast
C
Cm
And they'll rob you
C
just as soon as your checks come
Am
Beat him, stomp him,
kick him till he need a neck pad
C
Cm
That's how they ride
C
Am
real deep down in the gutter
C
And everybody with the business,
Dm
but your baby's mother
D
E
And I ain't stutter, fucker
Am
Homeboy, I'm a rider, man,
C
I keep that strap, everybody know
Cm
Rocket is a cheat
Am
Homeboy, I'm a rider, homie,
C
sell ass, wait, real talk, man,
Cm
fuck the police
Am
Homeboy, I'm a rider,
C
if you don't take no shit, young boy,
man, you just like me
Am
C
Homeboy, I'm a rider, I'm a rider,
Dm
I'm a rider, man,
E
Am
everybody know me
Corporate America,
C
already knowin' you hear that sound
Am
You know it's official,
it's about to be going down.
C
Of course, I am yours truly,
Am
DJ Skeet.
Outro 1
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