Tonalité : B major•
Intro 1
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G#m
B
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G#m
B
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G#m
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E
G#m
Verse 1
E
I was made for this shit,
wrote the other year,
G#m
F#
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
E
You swag inspired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
Shit, I'm on my haters,
F#
I'ma make them piss
E
B
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
G#m
F#
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
E
You swag -inspired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
Shit, I'm on my haters,
F#
I'ma make them piss
E
Chained my island to a Bentley
Now these fuckboys wanna end me
G#m
F#
Ammunition, I got plenty
E
I squeeze it till it's empty
My haters, they resent me
G#m
B
F#
Never checkin' what they sent me
E
Don't touch me, I ain't friendly
I'm drivin' foreigns, I ain't rentin'
G#m
Your career is stuck,
B
I'm pending the corner while
E
I'm bending
You thinking about lending?
G#m
B
My money I ain't sending
F#
E
and you can't get a penny
You wanna see me fail because
B
I'm ballin'
G#m
You a fake and we ain't
B
got nothing in common
E
You didn't pick up when you
B
saw me callin'
G#m
So you wouldn't catch me
B
if you saw me fallin'
E
B
Be careful who you shit on,
they might make you never know
G#m
E
B
Don't try to come around me
E
if you wasn't here before
You say you need some tickets,
G#m
wanna see me at my show
E
I put my bitch in VIP,
B
I put you on the floor
F#
G#m
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
E
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
You swag -inspired,
F#
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
E
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
F#
G#m
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
E
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
F#
You swag -inspired,
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
E
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
I'm rollin' off a bean and I'm stoned
G#m
I just did an interview with
B
Rolling Stone
F#
E
My teachers used to call my
mama on the phone
G#m
I failed in all my classes,
F#
hated going home
B
E
Got a lot of problems that I
handle on my own
G#m
Remember making beat s
B
and feeling stuck inside my home
E
And now when I come home,
I'm fucking every bitch
G#m
I know I just showed my chain off
F#
to Lil Uzi on the phone
E
I'm feeling in my zone,
I took the thirties to the dome
B
G#m
I heard they pitched their shit up
B
just so they can match my tone
E
I'm balling, you can't stand it,
how I keep you on your toes
No motion picture money,
G#m
B
real ones in my video
E
When I'm in my city,
I feel like I'm Rambo
G#m
My bro like a mechanic,
B
always keep the hammer close
E
Do I believe in heaven?
To be honest, I don't know
G#m
But I believe in ghosts
B
F#
and I believe in Lambos
G#m
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
E
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
You swaggy, Spyro,
F#
G#m
you ain't fresh like this
E
Shit on all my haters,
I'ma make them pissed
I was made for this shit, rookie of the year
G#m
F#
I wouldn't show up for the freshman list
B
E
You swaggy, spiral,
Outro 1
you ain't fresh like this
G#m
F#
B
E
G#m
B
E
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AccordsE G#m B F#
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