Tonalité : A minor•
Intro 1
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F
C
G
Am
Verse 1
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Uh
Life on the rocks
C
Too hard to swallow
Am
C
So we get high 'til it feel like the sky low
Am
Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats,
C
Milo
Am
Money is the song pockets on high note
Do Re Mi Fa So
C
I rock like a fossil
Am
C
Am
Big boss shit, Paul Castellano
Shoot your ass up,
C
Am
now crawl out the condo
That's that nine nigga, uh, Rondo
Sleepin' with the enemy,
so I fuck the world
To Miss Louise Anna,
the sweetest southern girl
The sweetest southern girl,
sweetest southern girl
Verse 2
Am
Said your times up
Put your signs up
F
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
C
Baby, what the fuck wrong,
wrong with them?
G
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
Am
You see many are called
Very few are chosen
F
Lookin' at the walls
And I can feel them close in
C
Baby, what the fuck wrong,
wrong with them?
G
What the fuck wrong,
wrong with them? (Kyuh)
Verse 3
Am
Uh
C
Mind over matter, money over all
Am
The world is on my shoulders
C
Am
Should I dust my shoulders off?
Uzi rat- a- tatter, knockin' over walls
Fuck the bullshit but just
C
don't fuck it raw
F
Am
Man, pussy has a pattern and I
C
know where I'm goin'
Am
And if you got beef I turn
it to a tenderloin
C
Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
Am
I wonder if they'll pay
G
attention if I shave the price?
Am
Life is my wife, 'til death do us part
Man, I'm fly as fuck,
C
you ain't even next to depart
Am
Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
Verse 4
Said your times up
Put your signs up
F
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
C
Baby, what the fuck wrong,
wrong with them?
G
What the fuck wrong,
wrong with them
Am
You see many are called
Very few are chosen
F
Lookin' at the walls
And I can feel them close in
C
Baby, what the fuck wrong,
wrong with them?
G
What the fuck wrong,
wrong with them? (Kyuh)
Verse 5
Am
Uh Step
pin' on the bullshit,
you can be my doormat
Y'all ain't goin' nowhere with that hatin' shit,
C
G
Am
four flat
G
Am
Disrespectful on the beat, Borat
Fuck the system and the
pussy wasn't all that
Yeah, now time's gettin' shorter
C
Am
Red Light on your head like a
fuckin' recorder now
Don't you cross me,
you do better crossin' the border
So much money piled up,
I'm a motherfuckin' hoarder, uh
Verse 6
Am
Said your times up
Put your signs up
F
They done picked my dude
Out the line up
C
Baby, what the fuck wrong,
wrong with them?
G
What the fuck wrong, wrong with them
Am
You see many are called
Very few are chosen
F
Lookin' at the walls
And I can feel them close in
C
Baby, what the fuck wrong,
wrong with them?
G
What the fuck wrong,
Outro 1
wrong with them? (Kyuh)
Am
F
C
G
Am
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AccordsAm F C G
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