Тональность: Eb minor•
Intro 1
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Ebm
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Ebm
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Abm
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Just come outside for the night
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Take your time, get your light
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Johnny Dang, yeah, yeah
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Bb
I been out geekin' (Bitch)
Chorus 1
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Verse 1
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Abm
The career's more at stake
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when you in your prime
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Fuck that paper, baby, my face
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on the dotted line
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I been flyin' out of town
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for some peace of mind
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Cb
It's like always they just want a piece of mine
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I been focused on the future,
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never on right now
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What I'm sippin' not kombucha,
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either pink or brown
Ebm
I'm the one that introduced you
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to the you right now
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Bb
Oh my God, that bitch bitin'
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Well, alright, tryna vibe
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In the night, come alive
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Ain't asleep, ain't a-, ain't a-, ain't-ain't
Chorus 2
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Ebm
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Ebm
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Bridge 1
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Abm
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Schyeah, woah, what?
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What?
Abm
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What?
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Woah, woah
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Hit, yeah, hold up
Verse 2
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Yeah, I just been poppin' my shit
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and gettin' it live, hold up
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Yeah, you try to come wrong
'bout this shit, we poppin' your tires, hold up
Abm
Bb
Uh, hundred-round,
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feelin' like I'm on ten
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Playin' both sides with these hoes,
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shawty, I'm fuckin' your friend
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I've been goin' crazy, shawty,
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I've been in the deep end
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She not innocent, uh, she just tryna go
Chorus 3
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Verse 3
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I just been icin' my hoes,
I just been drippin' my hoes
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This is a whole 'nother level, shawty
I got these hoes on they toes
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I put the bitch on the road,
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she tryna fuck on the O, hold up, hold up
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I got this ho with me,
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she tryna show me somethin', hold up, hold up
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I got flows for days,
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niggas ain't on nothin', hold up, yeah
Abm
Me and my boy locked in,
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you know we on one, hold up, uh
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Bb
We in the spot goin' crazy until the sun up
Abm
You worried about that ho,
Bb
that ho done chose up
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Uh, pistols all in the kitchen,
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can't give the zip code up, hold up, yeah...
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Ebm
Why the fuck these niggas
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actin' like they know us?
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00CACTUS, yeah, we towed up
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Switch out the bag,
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these niggas get rolled up, hold up, slatt
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Everything hit, hold up, everything
Outro 1
Homixide, Homixide
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FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N, FE!N
Cb
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide,
Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
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