Тональность: A minor
Intro 1
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Dm
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Verse 1
Am
Dm
I wake up in the mornin'
C
feelin' kinda special
Dm
Throwin' on some new Margiela,
C
hit the blunt before I leave the crib
Dm
C
can't stop lookin' at my ride
Am
Dm
I'm the guy, and I'm high,
C
and I'm flyer than a airplane
Am
Dm
And it's a damn shame,
Am
niggas always hat in'
Dm
C
And it's a damn shame, we so segregated
Am
Dm
I hate the damn fame,
C
I only want the baby
Am
Dm
I get my last name,
C
I wonder what she take it
Am
Dm
I pray I make it,
C
tryna be cool and be patient
Dm
Tryna find a new way out
C
this damn evolving situation
Dm
Tryna find a new big house
C
to raise my son up to be great
Dm
And one day you gon' figure out
C
who really with you an d who hate
Dm
One day I'm gon' hit the top
C
and change my number next day
Dm
Heard they tryna lock me out,
C
I heard you runnin' out of clout
Dm
Am
Dm
I know you heard I'm comin' back,
C
no way can't let him take me
Dm
Am
Dm
Y know I can't let him knock me down,
C
I'm standin' tall until my back break
Am
Dm
I hit the mall and I
C
start spendin' money
Am
Dm
Young n***a ballin' cause
Am
Dm
I hit the club,
C
they bringin' bottles to me
Am
Dm
The women love me cause
I'm gettin' money
C
Am
Fuck it, baby, give it to me,
Dm
C
fuck it, I'ma put it on you
Am
Dm
You drop it down and I'ma spin it on you
C
Dm
You know a n***a came
Am
Yeah, I'm not just rappin',
Dm
C
really gettin' money
Am
Dm
Yeah, big boss stuff
C
Dm
Young San Diego nigga finna charge her
C
Am
Dm
Fuck a dime in the business, switch cars up
C
Dm
I keep the girls lined up
C
Am
like Starbucks, ayy, yeah
Dm
C
No one standin' chasin'
Am
Dm
If you callin' on my phone,
C
Am
talk red paper
Dm
Don't be callin' on my phone
C
Am
if you ain't talkin' major
Dm
I'm gettin' hunnids,
C
Am
stackin' racks like skyscrapers
Dm
I'm gettin' blunted back to back,
Am
Dm
I keep on runnin' cross the map
C
Am
and I ain't tryin' to wait up
Dm
I put the town up on my back,
C
I even got my haters
Am
Dm
I put my soul on every track
C
and catch a vibe later
Am
Dm
I hit the mall and I
C
start spinnin' money
Am
Dm
Young n***a ballin' cause
Am
Dm
I hit the club,
C
they bringin' bottles to me
Am
Dm
The women love me cause
I'm gettin' money
C
Am
Dm
Fuck it, baby, give it to me
C
Fuck it, I'ma put it on you
Am
Dm
You drop it down and
Am
Dm
You know a n***a came
Am
Dm
C
Am
Dm
C
Am
Dm
I'm not just rappin', really gettin' money
C
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Dm
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Am
Dm
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You
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