Tonalité : D# minor•
Verse 1
Cb
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Ebm
Cb
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Ebm
Bbm
Whoa, whoa- whoa- whoa
Verse 2
Cb
From out the streets, became a millionaire
Ebm
I know niggas started in the trap,
and they still there
Abm
Cb
'Member I was robbin',
I bought jewelry and I still wear it
Ebm
Came a long way with all my niggas,
Bbm
and they still here
Cb
My big bro behind bars,
fightin' two hundred years
Ebm
I got that call, I lost my dawg,
and I don't know how to feel
Cb
Gotta stay on savage time,
you know it's war time
Ebm
I remember I ain't used to leave
Bbm
the house without my .45
Cb
I ain't got no time
'Member papi had the Mackie
Ebm
at the stop sign
Shit was too, too real
Cb
I got my Glock, and laid 'em down,
nigga, you knew the deal
Ebm
That's why I moved to the Hills,
Bbm
and I'm new to it
Cb
'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg
had to make the news reel
Ebm
Got Promethazine in my eyes,
I'm cryin' purple tears
Cb
The streets left me cold- hearted,
they hurt me still
Ebm
Bbm
Uh, that's why I'm on tour,
Cb
that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low,
Ebm
tryna trap in front of the store
Abm
Cb
Hop fences on the police,
from handcuffs to Rollies
Ebm
These hoes didn't know a nigga,
Bbm
now she claim she know me
Ebm
I been countin' up the bag, yeah, yeah
I get the low on the bag,
I'm fuckin' up yens
Go get the birdie, birdie, nigga,
I need some hens
Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends
Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes,
I hop on the Forbes
I been countin' millions
every time I board
Spend your whole budget
in the designer store
Walk inside my closet,
it's designer galore
Bad bitch give me ya- ya in
Abm
Ebm
an Aventador
Bad bitch give me neck
Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet,
wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I'm 'bout to pack up the whole house,
put it inside the suitcase
Put my dick inside her mouth like
Cb
it's Crest toothpaste
Ebm
Yeah, she gave me head,
like a toupée, huh
Got twenty hoes,
they all my roommates, huh
Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed, huh
I need some bread,
been trappin' for two days
If he rockin' with the opps, we
gotta wet the block
Got my Glock in the Dior,
but I got on Gucci socks
Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave
Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga
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