Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
Am
F
Never gonna love no broke ass bitch,
Am
woah
Mustard on the beat, ho!
Verse 2
Am
Ridin 'round, out of bounds
40 cal, 30 rounds
F
Am
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive,
Am
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
F
They see that we winning
Am
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
They see that we winning
E
Look,
Verse 3
Am
came to get money,
pat on my back cause I did it
I pull up in foreign blowing smoke
Am
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
E
My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
Am
My cars go fast, my pockets is fat
I take your bitch and we go
Am
I'm a popular mack,
never stop for them rats
Flipped a lot of them racks
E
while I fuck with this rap
Am
Nigga hustling back so
they stuck in the set
Playing Russian Roulette,
F
me I'm puffing the best
Am
I'm a fucking exec, money, power, respect
All my weapons is fresh,
on the West I'm a rep
E
Am
I'm the fucking connect,
I could cut you a check
I could put you in the game and
F
let you hustle the rest
Am
I got a lust for success,
you know it come with the stress
So we party every night,
what the fuck you expect?
Verse 4
Am
Ridin 'round, out of bounds
Am
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive,
Am
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
F
They see that we winning
Am
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
E
They see that we winning
Verse 5
Am
Never gon' love no broke ass bitch
F
Never one broke bitch gon change me
Am
Mr. Right Back, back and she pays me
Whip the ghost like I'm bringing
E
Am
back slavery
Mr. L.A. I just caught a lick
F
Dug it out the mud like a forklift
Am
I'm with some balling ass Bloods,
some cold Crips
Don't get dragged out
E
Am
the club like a coat, bitch
I turn L.A. into Antarctica
The nigga switched on me it's like
F
Am
an audible
Dodging a fiend it ain't affordable
My pull up game came with
a urinal
Extendo for certain
Forties with the thirties like
F
it's Harlems on Vernon
Am
Man 'cause niggas up
in L.A. barbies
Rappers want me get some help
and sell their merch
Verse 6
Am
Ridin 'round, out of bounds
Am
You make it from nothing,
such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive,
Am
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
F
They see that we winning
Am
Started to lose friends when
they notice you winning
Outro 1
They see that we winning
F
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