Tonalité : G# minor
Verse 1
Bbm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Bbm
I never been a hater,
Fm
Bbm
I'm an innovator with a pen and paper
Cm
Fm
But you imitators is straight
Bbm
trash incinerators
Fm
You owe me cheddar,
Cm
Fm
better send a paper
Bbm
Fm
Cause I'll black out and light
Bbm
your crib up like the generator
I need mines on time, not a minute later
Cm
He could die, you try to get your friend to
Fm
Bbm
Fuck medical aid,
ya dog a pass, remember
Arthur
Ashe?
Cm
Fm
Mac -10 is loaded up,
Bbm
I got the heart to blast
Fm
I've been a slid on a business tip,
Bbm
I'm a walkin' average
Cm
Fm
Tryin' such enough cake to make
the stock market crash
Bbm
Fm
I sold pills, filled
Bbm
Mac drug orders
The
Fm
Bbm
Mac -30 is free like bathtub wa ter
Fm
I'm mad cuz ordered them girl clothes,
Bbm
Cm
they look disgusting
Fm
I get money off the books, I'm hustlin'
Bbm
Push my buttons,
I can heat it fast as microwave ovens
Cm
I need a bag to spin it, I
Bbm
don't like to save nothin'
Fm
I'm paid, bustin' moves,
got exceptional agility
Cm
The work be lockin' up like
Fm
a cor rectional facility
Cm
I'm steady workin',
Fm
Cm
got pro fessional stability
No matter your profession,
they gon' question your ability
Bbm
Without a question,
ain't nobody ill as me
Cm
Ask the rappers, I'm still a
Fm
G, the hustle still in me
Cassie
Bbm
Trapp, I clap em',
Fm
Bbm
they gon' toe -tag a map though
Cm
I'm fuckin' raw,
I went gold from the rip like a
Bbm
Magnum rapper
Fm
Yo, fuck the law and y 'all givin'
Bbm
information up
Cm
I'm on it, but in formants is
Fm
fuckin' my concentration up
Bbm
Fm
So fuck em all cause they fucking
Bbm
my compensation up
Fm
I make a fucking call,
Bbm
that broad'll give ya loc ation up
What's up with y 'all, y
Fm
Bbm
'all hustlers or rappers?
Fm
Cm
White lives matter cause most of
Fm
my customers crackers
Bbm
Fm
Y 'all fronting but y hustling backwards
Bbm
I done pushed a lot of weights,
Cm
Fm
Bbm
sometime I gotta take a muscle relaxer
Fm
We get it from the muscle,
Bbm
we trappers, bills entry
Cm
It's a blessing I can see
Fm
M's cause I'm a
MC
Bbm
Fm
Life is expensive,
Cm
Bbm
y know how high rent be
Fm
When dudes move to funeral homes,
Bbm
they live rent free
Don't tempt me,
Fm
Bbm
see my style is sickening
Cm
I was born with bars like my hoes, fuck
COs
Fm
Bbm
I have a child in prison
I'm from the jungle as a child
was in a wild position
Fm
Cm
Fm
Back in the days, I sold skinnies
They was my only treasure
Now my bags fat,
Bbm
Fm
get cash out for the loud I'm pitching
Cm
Some men follow the trend,
Fm
that's why they style be switching
I got a switch on the fifth and
Cm
a 40 -column dripping
Fm
Niggas in they forties still mak
Cm
ing juvenile decisions
Bbm
You know the story and what
that could get you, man
Cm
I backsmack you with the hand
Fm
and clap at you with the can
Bbm
I can scrap, but I'm a clapper pistol fan
Cm
I'ma snap shit, hit fan,
Bbm
cause I'm a goat and not a sacrificial lam b
Fm
I cooked it up and gave samples,
they was sacrificial grams
Bbm
Cm
I know all about the cloud of platinum,
Fm
plaque could get you mad
Bbm
Fm
I packed a trap, could get you bands,
Bbm
and it's time to go eat
Fm
Bro hatin', I need loc ations,
I'ma find a bull street
Bbm
Put this addy in the navvy,
Fm
Bbm
then it's time to draw heat
Fm
Cm
If I pull it, bullets is longer than some
Fm
dinosaur teeth
Bbm
Since way back, I've been a big stepper,
dinosaur feet
Cm
It's time to score when me and
Fm
them other connoisseurs meet
Bbm
If it's time for war,
Fm
Bbm
shooters at your mama door deep
Cm
Goons creepin' in the room while
Fm
your momma snores sleep
Bbm
Fm
Them boys get a dog on
Bbm
your momma floor treats
Fm
Then treat her like a silhouette
Bbm
and bloody up the pillow set
Fm
I'm up but ain't take my face
Bbm
off the pillow yet
Cm
Fm
Rest in a pillow in a coffin
for pillow talkin'
Bbm
I feel so blessed,
Fm
Bbm
most artists had to show the run
Cm
I'm hot like when they turn on the
Fm
Bbm
hydrant and let the water run
Fm
That fire, you can order some
I ran through like a quarter ton,
Cm
the boy was young
Savin' allowance,
Fm
then went and bought a gun
Everywhere I went, I bought the gun
Cm
I wasn't taught to run, you coochie
Wouldn't even try to
Fm
Bbm
shoot me with a water gun
I got some hitters, nigga, more than one
Cm
I fought dudes that got
some short screws
Fm
Cause I got an even shorter one
Bbm
Fm
And boy, how the work in that
Bbm
work over the border come?
Cm
He forced to hustle it,
Bbm
but who enforced the government?
Fm
Of course it's illegal,
so people forced to smuggle it
Cm
The force lock you up for it,
Fm
then you forced to fuckin' sit
I been fly, but the
Air
Cm
Force never trusted it
I been a shooter, but the
Marines, I never fuck with it
Bbm
Fm
I been this wavy, coulda been in the
Bbm
Navy, but fuck a shit
Fm
Cm
Fm
The soldiers in the army fatigued,
but can't fuckin' quit
Bbm
Fm
We had the
Black
Bbm
Panthers, now we got a bunch of
Crips
Fm
Went from 5 %ers to plug members,
Bbm
I'm fuckin' pissed
Niggas was marchin' with
Fm
Bbm
Mar tin, holdin' up a fist
Fm
Cm
Now demons screamin' on
Fm
Bbm
God, then go an d bust a lick
Ayo, this ho that charged 500
bucks to hit
Cm
Just robbed a man for 500 bands,
Fm
you'll never trust a bitch
Bbm
Fm
My record ain't got a scratch,
I'm in the fuckin' mix
Cm
Fm
Like a dude on the one and twos,
Bbm
cuttin' up the hits
Fm
Before you could count to three,
Bbm
I'd bust a fifth
Then
Fm
I'ma make it clap like
Bbm
Bust and
Spliff
Fm
Hang it up or cut your wrist
Bbm
cause you a fuckin' snitch
Fm
Cm
Fm
Nigga, my finger that pull the trigger
Bbm
always fuckin' it
Bitch, you wasn't on probation makin' the drug stretch I backed
Cm
Fm
it up with gloves on an d still failed the drug test
Bbm
Fm
I'm sunnin' these rappers
but never took a blood test
Cm
To night me and my wife might
Fm
have some pour up sex
Cm
Fm
Rub breasts, then eat her out ,
Cm
bust a grub next
Fm
Anytime I'm facin' her thighs,
Cm
I'm straight energized
Bbm
Wait on the strength, if you attempt to slide I'll split your
Cm
Fm
shit to the white meat and leave that street gentrified
Bbm
When guys get sent to
God, I don't sympathize
Cm
Grass grow naturally,
but my gas is synthesized
Bbm
Fm
Sometime you stick to the script,
sometime you improvise
But
Cm
I'ma check your temperature,
Fm
my temper rise
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Pussy
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
Cm
Fm
Bbm
you
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