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Tonart: Db major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'll be trap
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pin' way before I work a 8 to a 4
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Glad I got myself together,
'cause I hated being broke
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Dior duffel,
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got a hunnid K in an envelope
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Sent her on a vacation,
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and she came back with dope
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Whether it's strippers or some opps, we
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gotta bring out the pole
Started a argument in the club
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and we left with his soul
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Lately, making fifty racks don't feel
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the same to me no more
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I'm done helping everybody,
ain't got no sympathy no more
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If you ain't
Verse 2
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putting on the drink,
then you ain't sippin' lean no more
Time after time,
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the system took the ones that meant to me the most
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Life was a horror movie,
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I feel like I'm meant to be in Ghost
I see some designer clothes,
feel like I'm meant to be in those
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Since I got some change,
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I think about bringing them things on the boat
Since my first ring,
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I kept on buying them row after row
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It don't take no effort for me to smoke
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a whole bag of dope
It don't take no effort for me to
fuck a hoe after a show
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Feds ask me questions,
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I won't tell them what they wanna know
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Everyday, I do what I want and I
go everywhere I wanna go
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Now my jeans are Saint Laurent,
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Balenciaga on my coat
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Money Mitches paid in full,
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I ain't never pay a note
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I'll be trappin'
Verse 3
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way before
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I work a 8 to a 4
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Glad I got myself together,
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'cause I hated being broke
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Dior duffel,
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got a hunnid K in an envelope
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Sent her on a vaca tion,
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and she came back with dope
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Whether it's strippers or some opps, we
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gotta bring out the pole
Started a argument in the club
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Bm
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and we left with his soul
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Lately, making fifty racks don't
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feel the same to me no more
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I'm done helping everybody,
ain't got no sympathy no more
Verse 4
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Got some kil las waiting for me,
down to tell them "it's a go"
I got ruts inside my blunt,
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but it's the enemies I smoke
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I'm a frequent shopper,
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they know all my size at every store
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They be following me around,
soon as I walk in the door
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Far from broke, in two years,
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I made seven mil' on the low
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Ain't no problem,
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ain't no pat down when they let me in the door
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Just 'cause I slap your hand don't
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mean I consider you my bro
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Lately I've been getting bread,
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I fill my oven up with dough
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Off the X, I don't wanna eat,
don't worry about calories no more
Get bags everyday,
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I don't wanna get no salary no more
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All the cool guys in my high school,
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I done probably sold them dope
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Used to want his girl,
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if she pull up I end up in her throat
Verse 5
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I'll be trappin' way
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before I work a 8 to a 4
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Glad I got myself together,
'cause I hated being broke
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A
Dior duffel,
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G#
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got a hunnid K in an envelope
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G#dim
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D
Sent her on a vacation,
and she came back with dope
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G#dim
Whether it's strippers or some
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opps, we gotta bring out the pole
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C#m
Started a argument in the club
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Bm
C#m
C#m
and we left with his soul
G#m
G#m
G#dim
G#dim
Lately, making fifty racks don't feel
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Bm
the same to me no more
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D
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Bm
I'm done helping everybody,
Outro 1
ain't got no sympathy no more
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