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