Tonalité : D minor•
Intro 1
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Yeah, let
Verse 1
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God do it, ain't nothin' to it
Dm
God got this,
I'm just gon' chop and screw it
Slow it down for my boys in H -Town
In New York, boy,
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I'm goin' underground
Dm
Letting God open up doors for me
Everything happens through G .O .D.
Haters, I don't care what y 'all sayin'
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Come up to me and boy,
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I'm prayin'
Dm
Ain't walkin' round here without textin'
Put boys up, let them know what direction
Do you wanna go?
Do you wanna find out
if it's just talk in the studio?
No, we ain't playin' God,
please save me from someone
who thinks I'm weak
Cause you know me,
I'm gon' take it right
there in the street
Never was afraid of nobody
Always wanted to be somebody like Gotti
But God moved me out of that lane
He said, why don't you
focus on your dream?
And I'm doing it right now
Representin' for my town, ace town
And showin' love in Jersey City
Movin' up, you gon' feel me
Let God do it
Ain't, ain't nothin' to it
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Gettin' my recognition
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F
Doin' me, I don't see competition
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Eb
Dm
Ain't tryna copy nobody's style
Got my words, cause I'm God's child
Smile, smile, smile
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Because it's gon' be somethin'
Dm
Get your eyes, and your eyes
Will start to see
That this is more than just rap lyrics
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More than just rap lyrics
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I get my flow straight from the spirit
F
Dm
Holy God is for me
Haters stop hatin',
stop actin' like your father
And I have conquered my enemies
And it ain't a thing cause God is with me
Oh yeah
Get my mind, on my grind
On the top, on the grind
All the time, on the grind, on the grind
I'm getting mine, get behind me
Hater, hater, hater
God got me moving up like an elevator
Bb
Dm
Shake, shake, shake,
shake, shake you off of me
No, no, no, I'm not your property
I own my thang, I do my thang
Bb
Dm
Rippin' full brain, old man off the chain
Bb
Dm
On the brain, feel the pain of a prophet
And I profit, no, no, no, you cannot stop it
It's goin' down, down, down,
all the way up, uptown
Feel beats, fight dreams,
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entertainment
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Eb
Doing big things,
F
Dm
oh my god he's famous
Grind, grind, ooh
Grind, shine, climb
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Hey, hey, hey
Dm
Gm
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Holding my weight
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I'm not a mistake
I'm gon' be great
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Feel me
These haters wanna kill me
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But I'm so, ahead of you
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F
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I'm doing what I got to do
Might wanna rethink your approach
Nope, nope, you ain't getting on my boat
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We riding, swag surfing
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Swag, swag, swag of a boss
And, and, got, got my bros
Hater, watch out how it go down
Block, block, block, block, block, block, block
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I ain't worried bout no block, block, block
Dm
I got the world on lock, lock, lock
Lock, lock, lock
Dm
Truly in the name of OSHA
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