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Tonalité : D# minor
Intro 1
Gm
F
Eb
D
Gm
F
Eb
D
Gm
Started from the bottom now we way
Verse 1
F
up (way up)
Eb
D
And I got the baddest bitches
staged up (staged up)
Gm
Ain't no fucking playing
F
we ain't gameboys
Eb
Now we got a name they
D
wanna frame us
Gm
They say that you keep a third eye
Verse 2
F
Eb
All these niggas ain't gon' ride
D
All these hoes gon' wanna sign
Now they playing both sides
Gm
F
Met a nigga traumatized
Eb
Mama told me, "Bae don't cry"
D
Now, they gon' whippin' a pie
Verse 3
Gm
I'm too high up in the sky,
F
ain't no way for me to lie
Eb
Nigga disrespect the code,
D
but I'm sticking to the plan
Gm
I be marching with an army,
F
I might pull up with a bad bitch
Eb
D
I got that good molly saying color is the same
Gm
Is you gon' ride,
F
u gon' slide baby tell me what it is
Eb
Bitch I need some real love,
D
if it's fake I'll disappear
Gm
I know I'm the greatest ever,
F
I just need someone to hear
Eb
D
Hit my knees and sell percs
Ah, only man I felt
Gm
Yea, we dem niggas that's going stealth
Verse 4
F
Eb
Far me go, we ain't felt
D
Now you tryna be the man
Give 'em tonic
Show they hand
Gm
F
No, they really not your friend
Worried 'bout your Benjamins
Eb
D
I was sitting in the can
Now I'm droppin' another jam
Eb
F
I don't really need no friends
Verse 5
I'm a real solo man (solo man)
Eb
D
I'm a real solo man (solo man)
I'm real solo man (solo man,
Gm
F
Eb
D
solo, solo
man)
Gm
Cracked a nigga mella tops Payed to
Verse 6
F
see his body drop
D
Thought I really own the block
Toting P's 'n toting blocks
Gm
Caught my nigga on the run
F
Eb
Can't even come and see his son
D
Who you think he askin' for?
Daddy ain't mess him up
Gm
F
Ride, slide, baby
Verse 7
what it is
Eb
If you down to hold me down
D
I won't even need a pill
Gm
I ain't even gotta throw it
F
I throw away the drugs
Eb
Purple ain't got all my heart
D
I replaced it with the love
Gm
F
I'ma stepper, I leave a nigga body
Verse 8
on the kerb
Eb
Bitch I'm pulling up from deep
D
You should call me Larry bird
Gm
Bitch I'm pulling up from dee
F
They should put me in the game
Eb
Bitch I'm pulling up from deep
D
Headshot I'm in the range
Eb
She think I'ma bite, she gon' ride
Verse 9
F
me
Eb
D
I'm the man in my city fuck a high, p
Gm
I'm the man in my city,
F
who gon' sign me?
Eb
On the road chasing paper
Gm
D
where you find me
Gm
Started from the bottom now we way
Verse 10
F
up (way up)
Eb
D
And I got the baddest bitches
staged up (staged up)
Gm
Ain't no fucking playing
Eb
F
we ain't gameboys
Eb
Now we got a name they
D
wanna frame us
Gm
They say that you keep a third eye
Verse 11
F
Eb
All these niggas ain't gon' ride
D
All these hoes gon' wanna sign
Now they playing both sides
Gm
Eb
F
Met a nigga traumatized
Eb
Mama told me, "Bae don't cry"
D
Now, they gon' whippin' a pie
Eb
Feelin' me
Verse 12
F
bruh?
Eb
It's the street life
D
You know nuttin' 'bout
Gm
F
that
Eb
D
Stay on the push, live rough
Gm
F
Rough!
Eb
D
I done it like that
Outro 1
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Eb
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Gm
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Eb
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Gm
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