Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
Dm
Cameras in the ceiling,
Seline on my arm
Am
Dm
Am
you already know what it is
Dm
Money stuffed in my bag
Verse 2
Am
Bright lights and dark corners,
it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild
F
Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
I was starving from the start
F
Dm
Now the same cat drive in Jaguars
Am
Open fire when you see me yell out
and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member,
F
they'll be gone by November
Dm
Keys to the city got killers
F
Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto,
Am
Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna
Dm
These boys going blind they
just happy being free
F
In a world of so many I
Dm
just wanted me a key
Am
Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before
Dm
These boys snort lines I'm fine
just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air,
F
G
Am
to morrow on my mind
Verse 3
Am
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
F
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
Dm
I wanna be there when
Am
each one of my kids born
Dm
F
Dm
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Am
A
Real nigga to the day
Dm
Even then I pray I'm living
Dm
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
F
Burning Amsterdam green
G
where it falls like a leaf
Verse 4
Am
Born in the bricks with the short
end of the stick
Always running late,
F
quick to show up with your bitch
Dm
G
The Hublot's cool but my
Terminator's foolish
Dm
G
All stainless steel,
F
Am
quick to match it with my toolie
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you,
F
as long as you're getting rich
Dm
Crack game, champagne,
Em
kilos on the stock exchange
Dm
F
Rolls Royce, new Ghost,
G
Dm
that's a nigga pocket change
Am
These niggas acting like
they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas
F
Dm
I done won awards
Nigga, you a bitch,
where yo' Honda Accord?
F
G
I'm riding in some shit only I can afford
Am
Shouldn't claim the hood
til you build a report
F
Amsterdam state of mind,
Dm
I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people
who label me poor
F
Now I piss on Europeans,
G
Am
you'd think it was porn
Verse 5
Am
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
F
With a kilo, so that boy had been a beast
Dm
I wanna be there when
Em
each one of my kids born
Dm
F
Dm
Raw blood, hundred acres each to live on
Am
A
Real nigga to the day
Dm
Even then I pray I'm living
Dm
Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
F
Burning Amsterdam green where
G
Am
it falls like a leaf
Verse 6
Am
F
I'm speaking on unwritten laws
Dm
the code of the streets
F
I'm not the type of nig
G
Am
ga that you bump in to
At a 7- 11 and just pull your pistol on him
F
And do what the fuck you want
Dm
to do
Niggas like me,
you gotta get permission homie!
F
G
Am
And that could take a long time!
In that time,
F
I'mma handle my muthafuckin business
Dm
F
G
Verse 7
Am
It's the red light district,
nigga this Amsterdam
F
Dm
Wherever the fuck I'm at
Am
F
It's a no go
We green light you bitch niggas
G
Rozay!
Outro 1
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Dm
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