Тональность: C major•
Intro 1
F
Em
F
Em
Verse 1
F
Power
Em
The money and the fame
Am
F
make a monster
Am
F
Power
Am
The money and the fame
Am
Em
F
Em
A monster
F
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Em
F
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
F
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Verse 2
might smoke somethin' (Ayy)
might choke somethin' (Ayy)
F
Might pull out, the game so weak
Em
Fuck it, you can go
and have both of 'em
F
Zone 6 nigga, I come from
Em
Neighborhood soundin' like,
"Pop, pop" (Pop, pop)
Pick 'em up, roll 'em out
F
Em
All of that drip drip there got young boy drop
F
drop (Drop drop)
Ayy ayy (Ayy ayy), oh (Oh)
Em
Where that money go? (Go)
F
I was livin' fast (Fast)
'em slow ('Em slow)
F
All these niggas got six figures,
Em
they won't miss an O (O)
F
Em
I'm gon' shoot they baby mama if I got the pole,
Em
Bodyguards goin' through
customs (Customs)
F
Both of them boys got handguns
'Cause most of your friends,
F
Em
Clout chasin' (Clout chasin')
F
Let me truth on the verse (Yeah)
If they paid you to do it, you don't
Em
gotta ask what you worth
F
Me and Savage, we came from the dirt
Em
If you rappin' for money, you silly
F
This shit ain't a milli', this
shit is a hundred
The industry savage and
Em
most of you average
C
F
Ain't 'fraid of no static,
I'm bustin', I'm bustin'
Em
He might be an addict,
he drinkin' that 'Tussin
F
He know where you live, where you work,
Em
F
do you trust him? (Nope)
Verse 3
F
money and the fame make a monster
F
Power
Em
F
The money and the fame make a monster
Em
F
A monster (Low blow)
Verse 4
Em
She below the belt, that's a low blow (Low blow)
She gon' try and blame
Niggas out here tryna rap
beef (Rap beef)
Em
I ain't givin' no free
Em
He cuffin', he a cop like Robo (Robo)
I'ma pass her to the gang like
Em
Brand new 'Rari, I'm solo (Solo)
F
Finna go shoppin' in SoHo (21)
Dm
You could dump me in the
Em
middle of the ocean
Am
Dm
I'm still comin' out dry (Dry)
You can leave me in the jungle
Em
with bears and ti gers
Am
F
I'm comin' out fly (Fly)
I'll take the stand for my brother
Em
Put my hand on the Bible,
C
Am
I'm still gon' lie (On God)
F
Dm
C
You can have all the fame in the world
Em
C
All the money in the world,
F
won't stop no cry (Straight up)
Pain and the hunger made
Em
a savage (Savage)
Came from the bottom,
F
disadvantaged ('Vantaged)
Then I started livin' my
Em
dreams (My dreams)
That shit turned me to an
F
addict (An addict)
It ain't 'bout the money,
Em
you can have it (You can have it)
Shawty got a booty,
F
I'ma grab it (I'ma grab it)
In the fast lane,
tryna dodge traffic (Skrrt skrrt)
Em
But I ain't never dodged
Em
War wounds, I got scars (21)
F
Teachers told me I wouldn't be
Em
nothin' but I went far (21)
F
I could pay your salary for ten
Em
years with one car (21)
Dm
Am
All the pain and all the struggle made
Em
F
a superstar (21, 21, 21)
Verse 5
Em
money and the fame
Em
A monster
Am
Power
The money and the fame make a monster
Outro 1
Em
Ab
Ab
Ab
Bb
Ab
Ab
Ab
Gm
Ab
Gm
Ab
Gm
Ab
Gm
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