Tonalité : Gb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Big told me fuck bitches get money
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Hov told me that the money
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ain't a thang
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Kanye said wait till I get
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my money right
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Then you can't tell me nothin
Verse 2
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And then you lose it all
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And you back where you came from
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And now you face to face
with your day ones
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The sun goes away and the
rain comes
The codeine fades and the pain
comes
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You having trouble picking your face up
Verse 3
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You not rich if you don't got something
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that the world can't take
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You got ranks that a war can't break
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You got wealth that
the forbes can't rate
You so firm that your core
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can't shake
You got a smile that the poor
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can't fake
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They tryna take your joy out your life
Verse 4
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The good thing is you can take
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the noise out ya life
Let em hate. Never let them
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boys out ya lights
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Play the game and you make
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a toy out your life
Verse 5
Em
Always in the drama
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Flexing in designer
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Frontin for the camera
Verse 6
Give this bitch a Oscar
Em
Gotta show the fans love
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Fixing up my posture
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Hungry for approval
Verse 7
Eating all the lies up
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Learning it was never bout
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the money though
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Niggas really coming for your soul
Take the status and the roll
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And the pateq and the rolls
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And the mansion and the clothes
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Knowing it'll make you fold
Verse 8
Em
Nigga take it all
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And I'ma smile
When it's loud
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I can face it all
Stand my ground
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Treat me foul
I just shake it off
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You on the ground
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And I'm praying that
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You make it off
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Ain't it ironic how they wanna see me
Verse 9
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down
Em
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And I can only see em when
I'm looking down
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We been sleeping in and cooking out
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Shoot straight like my rook is out
Views great. Glad we took the route
Verse 10
Freedom fighters aren't looking south
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Em
Niggas wonder how
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we good in droughts
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Heaven only knows. So many Blessings,
that I couldn't count
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Devil nested in my trees till
I shook em out
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My fire put a third degree
Verse 11
on people tryna put it out
Em
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You only hurting you son
Preying on me and I'm praying
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that you grew some
Don't trip, know it's win some,
lose some
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All about the giveback, get some
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Do some
Em
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Per fection is overrated And I
Verse 12
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ain't done fucking up just yet
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Hate my guts while you cut that check
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I left the slums, I ain't come back yet
By the beach when I come back west
Verse 13
Em
Told the press, no comment
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Can we have a minute of your time
Don't got it
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Lie, cheat, put it on the street,
no hiding
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Niggas always coming for my
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peace. So toxic
Verse 14
To breach my profits
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Kill and die for
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Money and power
I walk away when it's funny and sour
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I'm a simple kinda man, you can
Show me that you love
me with flowers
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I'm dead broke if you want
me for dollars
Verse 15
Em
I got the look of Mandela
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All these years in a prison
Still I fair better
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Even in the craziest conditions
I'ma thrive still
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Hit you with a smile still
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Knowing there's a reason im alive still
Outro 1
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