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