Tonart: F minor
Verse 1
you know we could, uh...
Keep talking about this shit or whatever
Go back and forth for all that
you know
C
D
Em
How much I need I live for your love
Live for your love, baby
Live for your love
C
Live for your love, baby
Em
Live for your love, baby
Live for your love
Live for your love,
That's that don't play, whoo,
that's that new yay
People sayin' I'm the closest thing
to Mike, sis, Janet
Whoo, Tom Cruise, homie,
we jumpin' up on them couches
That's a fresh house,
is that a guest house?
Your house got another house?
C
Your bitch got a bitch,
Em
your spouse got another spouse
Young Walt Disney,
I'ma tell you truthfully
If you leave Mickey,
you gon' end up with a goofy
I imagine that's what Cristo Carucci
Girls be actin' like it's Diamonds and
they Coochie
I don't give a fuck,
I don't give a fuck
With cops choking niggas
out in the media
We finna have to protest
to tear the city up
We bout to tear this whole place up
C
Em
pretty much
And you know it's all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody's blame
You know it's all your fault
Nobody, nobody, nobody's blame
C
D
Em
Lit for your love, baby,
Lit for your love,
Lit for your love, baby,
C
D
Em
Lit for your love, Lit for your love, baby,
Lit for your love, Lit for your love, baby
Straight up, hoe, we done made it
through hell and disaster
My crib done got bigger,
my women got badder
You wonderin' how do you get in
the game?
I'm wonderin' how do
I get to the rafters?
Oh boy, I'm added to these records,
getting shattered
Till I'm MJ in magic,
ooh, and she just want the status
So you the man she got,
C
Em
but I'm the man that she been after
She done sent so many naked pics,
C
my phone ain't got no data
Em
I walk off in New York
like my name Derek Cheetah
Headed home to the D
where you know I keep a Gina
I'm the good with the evil,
fuck you, nice to meet you
You can't have a peace sign,
man, without the middle finger
With the click, when you see us,
that's my family to me
That's my family tree,
then my arms, legs, hands on my feet
And I can cut them off and even diabetes
Hit the beat in kerosene
C
and scratch that, I white sheet it
Em
A hundred dollar fade,
every single time you see
it's been a king all my life,
so I should've got a Caesar
Summer off in Vegas,
rollin' dice up at the Caesars
Got me thinkin' back on how I used
to roll the little Caesars
Piece of pizza with Tanisha,
now I'm with the Bonico
She finna blow at that
I got your dream girl,
yeah, she actin' like a ho at that
Throw it to me, I'ma throw that back
C
Top spot, I'm finna go at that
D
Em
Lit for your love, baby, lit for your love
C
D
Lit for your love, baby, lit for your love
Em
Lit for your love, baby, lit for your love
Lit for your love, baby
Ho, you gotta move quick
World in my hands, I ain't gotta lose grip
I don't like loose pussy or
loose lips
And I done did a possible a few times,
Tom Cruise shit
Hoe, and I ain't satisfied
being on that top five list
I ain't satisfied until I'm on that all
-time list
Till everything I spit is all -timeless
C
My girl on that all -time list
Em
My life a little luck, a lot of grind
Bitch, no, maybe, hoe, I gotta make it
Being one, fuck your nomination
Man, fuck the world I'm repopulating
Rap my rollie round the waist
Yeah, time's a -wasting
Niggas want the comma,
comma combination
Long as I'm a runner,
it's gon' be dot, dot,
dot, a lot of winning
Got my pinky on the brain
while I'm getting brain
Plotting world domination
People ask me how to make it
I'm just like, man, if you want the crown,
bitch, you gotta take it
Straight up
Straight up
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