Тональность: Gb major
Verse 1
Em
Em
n***a breathin', I'm a
For every day a n***a breathin',
Em
I remember fuckin' up my lies
and had me losin' faith
Now I'm chargin' n****s
D
750 just to see my face
Em
This my EP, but after this,
I'm finna drop my tape
I'm on TV, you see me,
D
just gotta search my name
Em
I ain't me either, I ride a wave, I went
Call her B .B. for big peas
D
and then I change the game
Em
Found me knee -deep in shit,
this creek was eatin' raisin cane
Bitch, I got this out the mail,
Em
Bitch, I know your ass is square,
cause your pops a lame
Pour the six of Wocky in my pop,
Em
For every day a n***a breathin',
I'm a paper chase
I ain't remember fuckin' up my last,
D
it had me losin' faith
Em
Now I'm chargin' n***a 750
just to see my face
This my EP, but after this,
D
I'm finna drop my tape
Em
I'm on TV, you see me,
just gotta search my name
I ain't me either,
D
I ride a wave, I went and found my lane
Em
Call Hot B .B. for big peas
and then I changed the game
Found me knee -deep in Schitt's Creek was
Em
Em
eatin' raisin' cane
Em
I started all that dog -talk,
you know you heard about it
And we the hardest in the city,
ain't no way around it
Em
And I been taxin' for the weed,
the cutie's four thousand
He probably got a better price,
but I got better ounces
Em
When I shop with Sleep,
pay me in blues
and niggas better count em
Reap it louder, keep that bitch with me
cause I can't leave without her
Em
Money power,
that's what keep me going,
that's what keep me balanced
Extra hours, I put in at work,
Em
you see me liv ing out
Em
in
Em
Fuck the police, I'd rather shoot
than put my hands up
I can tell you how to come up,
D
nigga, get your grams up
Em
You been rapping for some years,
get your fans up
I done did a lot of shit,
D
but I'm not saying much
Em
Fuck that lil' shit, I'm on my feet,
I had to stand up
Wanna shout out the
guy that leave me flat,
D
and now he lay in slump
Em
Talk behind my back,
but when I ask,
you get the plan done
Em
And these niggas gettin' whacked
D
Em
just for playin' tough
Roll another wood, I call it blazin' up
How you had your gun
when you got robbed?
D
I heard you gave it up
Em
You the type of nigga had no cheese
and say you savin' up
Comin' down the
court, ain't shoot a three,
D
cause bitch, I laid it up
Em
How's niggas rappin' bout a chop,
but never made a buck?
Make a couple songs a week for
D
you, it take a month
Em
Call a playa inside the field,
I'm bout to fake a punt
Niggas say we comin' to they party
D
just to make it jump
Em
For every day a nigga breathin',
I'm a paper chase
I ain't remember fuckin' up my last
Em
and had me los in' faith
Now I'm chargin' niggas 750
just to see my face
This my EP, but after this,
D
I'm finna drop my tape
Em
I'm on TV, you see me,
just gotta search my name
I ain't me, eat all right away,
but when it found my lane
Caught hot BB for a big piece
and then I changed the game
Found me knee -deep in shit,
D
Em
this creek was eatin' raisin canes
D
Em
Bb
D
Em
D
Thanks
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