Тональность: Bb major
Verse 1
A
Abm
A
Bm
A
G#m
C#
H- A- V- O,
C
A
I'm iller, rocking over Dilla
G
Paint a picture clearer than a mirror
A
I come from that era where
Abm
everything matters
Lyrics counting for something,
Db
careers got shattered now
Everybody's rock stars,
who am I to knock 'em though
Daring something, if you do,
you fall like a domino
G
A
Smoke a little tropical,
G#m
niggas is so comical
But I been stopped laughing
a long time ago
Db
Ain't nothing funny,
head knocked off shoulders
Everytime I spit,
Bbm
Abm
it's like I put the game to the cobra
Babies to the game it's I'm
A
Abm
pushing they strollers
Coming at me sideways,
they in a rush to get older
Db
First round is over
Abm
Bbm
I ain't playing with them, no,
Db
Abm
I wake 'em up like Folgers
G
Abm
I'm a general, believe that,
Db
ya'll nothing but soldiers
G
Db
Like Cee, I'm a finisher,
Abm
the number one closer
Bbm
Db
I'm about my business
Verse 2
G#m
Don't worry bout me, homey,
C#
G#m
mind your business
Cuz this is grown folks business
Nothing to do with you,
so just mind your business
G
C#
All day, every day, about my business
G#m
C#
Niggas keep talking, I'mma pop the cuit
A#m
C#
have your brain leaking that liquid
G#m
C#
Sit back, enjoy, the flow
Verse 3
G#m
C#
Yo, we project livers, lick that liver
C
C#
Run with a bag of cash
and flip that wig up
Won't deny it, holding iron,
C#
Catch you with nine keys, supplying
G
Db
Come to my town, strap up
Abm
Bbm
Underground kings with the crown,
Db
black down and blacked up
G
Db
Reefer is the greatest, paid us, Las Vegas,
Abm
nineteen a pop
Db
Catch me up top famous
Everything on my wrist, Swiss made
Run up in the Gucci shop, Glock warm,
Abm
give me the Crys' suade
Db
Everybody liv ing to get paid
Everybody make it out the hood,
Abm
or get sprayed or get grazed
Db
Bbm
Yeah, yo, my style is trifyn'
Db
Anything on my neck,
Abm
hands is lightning
Db
Come tear it down, I might sing
Abm
Db
Abm
only my writing hand with bright lens
Interlude 1
With seal, baby bro
Abm
Db
Abm
Db
Abm
G
Db
Abm
Db
Abm
Db
Yeah, beast mode, H-
Verse 4
A- V- O
Dudes get popped,
snitches sing like Ne- Yo
Bbm
That's why you always catch me
G
Police putting pressure,
Db
niggas acting all homo
Can't fuck with em, puff on that piff
Db
Looking for what it is,
C
Db
watch for the landmines
Run but you can't hide,
Abm
lyrical landslide
Homicide,
Db
know about you, but I got mines
Grind like the gears on a
Porsche, I'm so driven
Foot to the pedal, I'm heavy footed,
Abm
there's no limit
No gimmick, what you see is what you get it
No skinny jeans,
only thing fitting is my fitted
Knowhatimean? Some of
ya'll won't get it
Db
Abm
I do my own thing, hold to my pivet
Db
Yeah, life can be a bitch, but we live it
G#m
C#
G#m
To the fullest, niggas just made cuz we chilling
Outro 1
C#
Abm
Db
Abm
Db
G
Db
Bbm
Db
Abm
Bbm
Db
Abm
Db
Abm
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G
Abm
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Bbm
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Abm
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Abm
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Bbm
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Bbm
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Bbm
Db
C
Bbm
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Bbm
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C
Db
Bbm
Db
Gbm
Db
D
C#
F#m
C#
D
C#
C
Fm
Cm
C#
Fm
C#
Bbm
Cm
C#
Bbm
Cm
C
C#
Bbm
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