Тональность: G minor
Verse 1
Em
Cameras in the ceiling,
Seline on my arm
Bm
Em
Bm
you already know what it is
Em
Money stuffed in my bag
Verse 2
Bm
Bright lights and dark corners,
it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild
G
Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
I was starving from the start
G
Em
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
Bm
Open fire when you see me yell out
and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member,
G
they'll be gone by November
Em
Keys to the city got killers
Bm
who slither with me
G
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto,
Bm
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna
Em
These boys going blind they
just happy being free
G
In a world of so many I
Em
just wanted me a key
Bm
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before
G
my niggas all decease
Em
These boys snort lines I'm fine
just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air,
G
A
Bm
to morrow on my mind
Verse 3
Bm
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
G
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
Em
I wanna be there when
Bm
each one of my kids born
Em
G
Em
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Bm
B
Real nigga to the day
Bm
that I'm de ceased
Em
Even then I pray I'm living
Em
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
G
Burning Amsterdam green
A
where it falls like a leaf
Verse 4
Bm
Born in the bricks with the short
end of the stick
Always running late,
G
quick to show up with your bitch
Em
A
The Hublot's cool but my
Terminator's foolish
Em
A
All stainless steel,
G
Bm
quick to match it with my toolie
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you,
G
as long as you're getting rich
Em
Crack game, champagne,
F#m
kilos on the stock exchange
Em
G
Rolls Royce, new Ghost,
A
Em
that's a nigga pocket change
Bm
These niggas acting like
they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas
G
Em
I done won awards
Nigga, you a bitch,
where yo' Honda Accord?
G
A
I'm riding in some shit only I can afford
Bm
Shouldn't claim the hood
til you build a report
G
Amsterdam state of mind,
Em
I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people
who label me poor
G
Now I piss on Europeans,
A
Bm
you'd think it was porn
Verse 5
Bm
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
G
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
Em
I wanna be there when
F#m
each one of my kids born
Em
G
Em
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Bm
B
Real nigga to the day
Bm
that I'm de ceased
Em
Even then I pray I'm living
Em
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
G
Burning Amsterdam green where
A
Bm
it falls like a leaf
Verse 6
Bm
G
I'm speaking on unwritten laws
Em
the code of the streets
G
I'm not the type of nig
A
Bm
ga that you bump in to
At a 7- 11 and just pull your pistol on him
G
And do what the fuck you want
Em
to do
Niggas like me,
you gotta get permission homie!
G
A
Bm
And that could take a long time!
In that time,
G
I'mma handle my muthafuckin business
Em
G
A
Verse 7
Bm
It's the red light district,
nigga this Amsterdam
G
Em
Wherever the fuck I'm at
Bm
G
It's a no go
We green light you bitch niggas
A
Rozay!
Outro 1
Bm
G
Em
F#m
Em
Bm
G
Em
Bm
G
A
Bm
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