Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Am
F
How they say it, the energy for me,
Em
it's the wave, it's the currency,
Am
it's the vibe, you know what I'm sayin'?
F
For real, yeah
Em
Am
Thirty -three, honey
But it's never about no sex,
it's about mental connection
F
Em
Wonder if we can run it up,
wonder if I can respect you
Am
I'm knowin' you like to feel special,
so I put ice in your bathroom
F
The way that you lookin' is nervous
G
Em
G
But I know you know you earned it
Am
Hop in my Range, straight to a Benz truck
Cuz we been runnin' them Benz up
F
You know and I know
that they can't stand us
Em
Am
Probably be makin' them nervous
Hop in them Benz and we
swervin'
We gettin' straight to a bag
F
We only got one life to live
G
Em
We finna make it last
G
Am
She want a bag,
she want a Prada bag
But she ain't give me Prada cash
F
I'm a real nigga, I gotta say so
Em
Am
G
She gon' bring me his mozzie or pesos
Am
We pullin' up in 4's like Range Road
Wish a nigga would try me,
I'm Dave's load
F
Em
We tryna be cool, but I'm feelin' cocky
I think it's my time,
Am
you gotta watch me
If she bring me a feat, she allowed to top me
By the end of 2020, I'm goin' hockey
F
That mean I'm goin' skatin'
G
Em
If she ain't got a bag,
G
then I'm on the way
Am
then I go retarded like I
got no brain
She don't fuck with him,
cause she know he lame
F
Em
I want that 4 in a scat pack
G
Am
So I tell her to send it on cash, yeah
She wanna Burke and a Louis
Say it ain't nothin', let's do it
F
I come from a long, road
Em
Why we know it's just shootin'?
Am
Yeah, we ain't for the stars too, nigga
F
Am
F
No, I ain't talkin' bout hoopin'
Ridin' with 40 and plan on shootin'
G
All of my niggas go dumb or go stupid
Am
Pullin' up in a car from the future
With a real bad bitch, hallelujah
F
She want a bag and I want a bag
Em
So fuck it, we gon' fly right to ya
Am
Get off your ass and go and get a bag
If you a real nigga, I salute you
F
Money comin' in, no way
G
It's kinda hard to focus
Am
on the future
What's never about no sex,
it's about mental connection
F
Em
Wonder if we can run it up,
wonder if I can respect you
Am
I'm knowin' you like to feel special,
so I put ice in your basil
F
The way that you lookin' is nervous,
Em
G
but I know you know you earned it
Am
Hop in my Range straight
to a Benz truck,
cause we been runnin' them Benz up
F
You know I know that they
Em
can't stand us,
probably be makin' them nervous
Am
Hop in the Benz and we swervin',
we gettin' straight to a back
F
Em
We only got one life to live,
G
Am
we finna make it last
F
We finna make it last
Em
Am
F
We can't chase too fast
G
Em
G
Am
F
I just can't hide
Em
Am
F
You
Em
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