Тональность: F# minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Am
Vicasso on another one
Em
C
Am
SephGotTheWaves
Verse 2
Em
Name got a lil' fame,
I watched everything change around me
C
Wanna hide a tape recorder 'fore I leave,
Am
see what they say about me, yeah
Em
My niggas 'round me throwin' c's,
blood too, but they ain't sick at all
They mad that I'm a winner,
sittin' up like, when nocap gon' fall
C
Subtracting all my friends,
Am
alone on percocets and adderalls
Thinkin' 'bout my past like
Em
quarterbacks, now I'm in front of y'all
I ain't never seen doctor Miami,
but I went broke on bodies
C
Am
Treat that Glock just like a microphone,
Em
can't do a show without it
Bm
I hang with young thugs like Lil' Keed,
C
so they gon' know I got it
Bm
I was young, I spent 13 on Louis V's,
it was hard then like rockets
Em
Tote Dracs when I'm
Verse 3
upset
C
Am
I ain't stunt my old bitch,
Em
but I'm on the x (I'm on the x)
I feed her face,
C
ain't have no choice but to buy her breasts
Bm
C
Got a bitch in Houston,
Bm
still act like I don't get her texts
You fucked the crew, girl,
Em
should've named you Freddy (Freddy Krueger)
And it's smoky in Hell,
but we still tryna get to Heaven
Sim came home, I got him so high,
C
he told me drop him off
I catch his killer, hit every shot,
Am
I gotta drop 'em all (oh, God)
Leave the door wide open, ain't got no trust,
Em
still gotta knock 'em off (oh, God)
Verse 4
Em
Heard niggas 'round me be wearin' bugs, I gotta
watch my mouth
All these niggas rats, I'm finna click,
C
I'll probably break the mouse
Don't go on dates and I ain't gay,
Am
how a nigga gon' take me out?
Milk the game, give it to my son like I been saving
C
cows (like I been saving cows)
Am
C
Think about my past like a receiver
G
Bm
Love spelled backwards is evil
Doctor Cap,
G
Bm
I gotta take care my people
Don't know no wrestling moves,
G
Em
but I used to need 'em
C
Name got a lil' fame, I watched everything change around
Verse 5
Am
Em
me
C
Bm
Wanna hide a tape recorder 'fore I leave,
C
Bm
see what they say about me, yeah
Em
My niggas 'round me throwin' c's,
blood too, but they ain't sick at all
They mad that I'm a winner,
sittin' up like, when nocap gon' fall
C
Subtracting all my friends,
Am
alone on percocets and ad deralls
D
Thinkin' 'bout my past like quarter
Am
backs, now I'm in front of y'all
Em
I ain't never seen doctor Miami,
but I went broke on bodies
Treat that Glock just like a microphone,
can't do a show without it
C
I hang with young thugs like Lil' Keed,
so they gon' know I got it
Am
I was young, I spent 13 on Louis V's,
Em
it was hard then like rockets 9yeah, yeah)
Outro 1
Em
C
Em
C
Bm
C
Em
Bm
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