Tonalité : A minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Em
Am
D
Am
Em
C
Em
I got my mind up,
C
I'm for money
Am
C
D
Roll the weed now, let's get bluntin'
Am
Why they al ways tryna tell
C
me somethin'?
Em
D
Em
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
C
Haters wanna test me,
Em
D
police tryin' to arrest me
Am
C
Never smokin', all so stress -free
D
Em
But let me show you how we do it tonight
I wake up early in the mornin',
C
D
hit the weed after I brush my teeth
My phone goin' off, I'm like,
who fuckin' with me?
Em
C
It's my pony flick Vic,
Em
D
on the way to get some fetty
Em
Give me five, ten minutes,
hit you back when I'm ready
C
At my weed bangalow,
D
I need to get me some more
I might just cop me a cent,
Em
on the way to the store
C
On the phone with the plug,
Em
D
had to put that shit down
Em
Cause some dude tryna meme up, ah shit
C
It's my boy in a Beamer
D
pullin' up to the lot
He said, what up, boo?
Em
What's goin' down tonight?
C
Em
Boy, you know I got a show,
and you know there'll be hoes
Bring a 40 and some 40
and some weed to smoke
D
He said, all right bet,
I got back on the phone
Am
D
Am
Try to run me a check,
Em
cause if it don't make dollars
It don't make sense, I'm home run,
hitting out the fence
D
Em
C
I got my mind up on some money
D
Roll the weed now, let's get blinded
Am
Why they al ways trying to
C
tell me something?
D
Em
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
C
Haters wanna test me
Em
D
Whole lives trying to arrest me
Am
C
Never smoking, I'm so stressed with
D
But let me show you how
Em
we do it tonight
Now I think it's that time
C
we pull up on the scene
D
Sometimes them suckas that behave,
they can't be like me
Em
So keep watchin',
C
Em
like them cops down the street
D
Watch out cause nowadays
Em
they be shootin' what they eat
So I keep my cool,
C
but you know I gotta eat
D
On the ground for some cheese
Half a million in my pocket,
Em
what I really wanna see
C
Em
D
I see suckas like you everyday,
Em
I can never be
Riding with my day one,
C
smoking on the flaming tree
D
Going hard everyday so
they remember me
Em
C
Em
But it's back to this 40 I was sippin'
Chronic rollin', I've been getting paid
D
It's been a good day in California
Am
Better tuck your chain
D
Am
before they run up on ya
Em
Tough guy, think he tough,
C
Em
he don't really want it
If you ain't passin' me that good,
D
I don't really want it
Am
C
I got my mind up on some money
Am
C
D
Roll the weed now, let's get blinded
Am
Why they al ways tryna tell
C
me somethin'?
Em
D
Em
Keep it real, we ain't never frontin'
C
Haters wanna test me
Em
D
Whole lives tryin' to arrest me
Am
C
Never smokin' on some stress weed
D
But let me show you how
Em
we do it tonight
D
C
Em
Am
I got my mind up on some money
D
Am
Em
Why they always tryna tamper
C
Em
with my shit?
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