Tonalité : E major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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don't know what to do,
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no more this lifestyle crazy
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Ain't never no real love,
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my dawg try to snake me
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New designer, my new bitch,
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ex -girl try to play me
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Had to switch up my locay,
Louis
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V on my suitcase
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I'm not worried bout what they say
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Workin' like all day,
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never takin' no vacay
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I'm in the studio makin' hits
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while they celebrate
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Niggas don't like to see you with nothin',
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they gotta hate
We sippin'
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Bombay, had to switch up my
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Fosway
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Whip only two doors,
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drive that shit like I'm racin'
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Don't trust in these hoes,
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all these bitches, they basic
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Losin' my patience,
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got no time to be wastin'
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New conversations,
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bout this money I'm chasin'
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Smokin' back to back,
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all these blunts I'm facin'
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Really got a sack, want me dead,
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cause I'm flexin'
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N***a just hatin',
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or probably mad I finessed him
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See a fuck, n***a,
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I'ma drive right past him
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Hoppin' out the
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Sprinter, move wrong and we blast him
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30 on my chains, if he reach, call him
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Casper
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What happened to the real love?
Niggas is actress
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I think I took too many drugs, I'm a back
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What happened to the
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real love?
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I don't know what to do,
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no more this lifestyle crazy
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Ain't never no real love,
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my dawg try to snake me
Ebdim
New designer,
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my new bitch ex -girl try to play me
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Had to switch up my low -key,
Louis
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V on my suitcase
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I'm not worried bout what they say
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Countin' these bands up,
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that shit just don't make sense
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I used to be broke,
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remember juggin' them counterfeit
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My mama at home,
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I got locked up, she had a fit
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And now my dog gone,
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blowin' strones in my residence
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Them niggas want my spot,
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they keep tryna be relevant
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I keep fuckin' this bitch,
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she keep sayin' she celibate
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I'm just a young nigga movin'
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round like the president
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Got up off my ass, all this cash,
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I got it, yeah
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N***a think he know me,
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disrespect me, I buy this shit
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I be with the homies,
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all that hatin', you gotta quit
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See me out in public with a whole
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lot of diamonds and shit
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We go re tarded with it, I'll probably
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Rari the whip
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And if a n***a cross me,
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somebody die in a day
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Really like a hunnid though,
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somebody lyin', okay
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I been in the jungle where them
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n****s ain't playin' it fair
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What happened to the real love,
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what happened to the real love?
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What happened to the real love?
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What happened to the real love?
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Real love, what happened to the real love?
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I don't know what to do,
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no more this lifestyle crazy
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Ain't never no real love,
D
my dawg try to snake me
Ebdim
New designer,
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G
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my new bitch ex -girl try to play me
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Had to switch up my locay,
Louis
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V on my suitcase
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I'm not worried bout what they say
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