Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
Am
E
C
Dm
Am
You
don't know me,
and I don't know you
E
But it's money out here,
what you gon' do?
C
Get your mind right, get take a puff
Dm
You can't get enough,
Am
E
C
homie I got dreams
Dm
I'm on my way to the top,
I'm on my way to the top,
Am
I'm on my way to the top
I can't lie,
these the realest words I ever spoke
E
Get a lot of bread, homie,
stack it by the loaf
C
After you stack it by the loaf,
Dm
goin' buy a house
This is real, homie, love,
go and hit me out
Am
Because I had fistfights like you
E
Held guns, bust ones,
I had nights like you
C
Locked up in this cell
and rode kites like you
Dm
But it's all about the paper,
them guys there is haters
Am
Keep livin', you'll see life is a trip
E
That the dude you once knew
just might be a snitch
C
Or the dude you once knew
just might be a crip
Dm
Or he might be your blood,
or might be takin' a slug
Am
Look, be smart, man,
you gotta stack bail money
E
Stay focused, keep your eyes on the road
keep your eyes on the goal
Dm
As hard as it seems,
it ain't wrong to have dreams
Am
Come on, you don't know me,
and I don't know you
E
But it's money out here,
what you gon' do?
C
Get your mind right, here take a puff
Dm
You can't get enough,
Am
E
homie I got dreams
Dm
I'm on my way to the top,
I'm on my way to the top
I'm on my way to the top
Am
I got a son and a daughter
Me makin' big money,
C
that's another chapter
Has a ride through Delama
with my gat tug
Dm
Don't give your boy a reason to act up
Am
Man, I'm tryna stack
chips like Bill Gates
E
Yeah, I say it twice, chips like Bill Gates
C
Man, a fresh prince, let your plans show
got it bangin' like a banjo
Am
Hey, everybody know
I'm real like Gorilla Zo
E
I need to Ben Franklin's
that gorilla dough
C
Gotta keep them weenie
dudes about the circle
Dm
Later on in life,
them weenie dudes are gon' hurt you
Am
They gon' snitch on you,
boy, it won't break a sweat
E
And how you write more letters
than the alphabet
there ain't no bouncin' back
Dm
So before your life stings out,
you gotta let your dreams out
Am
You don't know me,
and I don't know you
E
Put some money out here,
what you gon' do?
C
Get your mind right, get a tanker puff
Dm
You can't get enough, homie,
Am
E
I got dreams
Dm
I'm on my way to the top,
I'm on my way to the top,
Am
I'm on my way to the top
Man, we all gotta leave here someday
E
He been by the gunplay off the runway
C
And when we go I know
we all tryna see God
Dm
But before then I'm tryna
let my wrist glow
Am
I owe you a new watch,
I let my wrist know
E
Man stack enough chips
and let your chips show
if your vision is foggy
Dm
Cause even though they hate it,
it's alright to make it
Am
You don't know me,
and I don't know you
E
But it's money out here,
what you gon' do?
C
Get your mind right, yeah take a puff
Dm
You can't get enough, homie
Am
E
I got dreams
Dm
I'm on my way to the top,
I'm on my way to the top,
I'm on my way to the
Am
E
top
C
Dm
Am
E
Dm
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