Tonart: F minor•
Intro 1
Fm
Eb
Db
I think it's gonna be a hell of a night
Cm7
Bbm7
A hell of a night
Abmaj7
Gm7
So we can do whatever you like
Verse 1
Fm
It took me all day to find some inspiration
It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation
Problem with the game now,
there ain't no innovation
I see my shit all in your shit,
we call that imitation
Fm
And they say that's flattering,
but I ain't flattered at all
Matter fact y'all need to practice that more
See my man Nate asked me if I gained weight
Verse 2
I said nah, my pockets got fatter, that's all
but now that that's solved
I ball, I ball, like Kobe in the fall
Put trophies on my wall,
rather trophies on my mantle
Dog my shows be off the handle,
take the proceeds go to gamble
Fm
Bet it on black and pray,
I quadruple my salary
If I win, maybe then I could pay Sallie Mae
Told her I be dealin' with some real life shit
She be askin' "when?"
"Bitch, when I feel like it"
Chorus 1
Fm
Eb
Cole World, Cole Life, Cold Blooded
Db
Cm7
I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it
Bbm7
Got a hundred fifty bitches
Abmaj7
in the club starin' at me
Gm7
Cm
How that feel?
Very happy!
Fm
Eb
Hey, I got what you need right here,
right here
Db
Cm7
I got, I got what you need right here,
right here
Bbm7
Abmaj7
I got, I got what you need right here,
right here
Gm7
Cm
I got, I got what you need right here,
Verse 3
right here
Fm
Uh, turn up the 808's for me
Back when I was starvin'
no one made a plate for me
Now I do it big and that's my day to day story
I got the type of shit
that make a hater say sorry
Fm
Bitch, I made this in the crib, watchin' Belly
Eatin' peanut butter jelly,
what the fuck could niggas tell me
They say I'm takin' long,
I tell 'em patience is a virtue
Verse 4
I'm goin' all out and bitch I never had a curfew
Fm
See, when you're spittin' so real
Suddenly these phony niggas
lose they appeal
Got 'em feelin' like my niggas
when they lose, they appeal
Then it's back to the cell, back to the hell
Fm
At times I watch the news
and see they talkin' 'bout diplomacy
And they ain't got a clue
my niggas ain't got they diplomas, see
Rappers show me love,
I wonder what it could be
I think they scared of me, and they should be
Chorus 2
Fm
Eb
Cole World, Cole Life, Cold Blooded
Db
Cm7
I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it
Bbm7
Got a hundred fifty bitches
Abmaj7
in the club starin' at me
Gm7
Cm
How that feel?
Very happy!
Fm
Eb
Hey, I got what you need right here,
right here
Db
Cm7
I got, I got what you need right here,
right here
Bbm7
Abmaj7
I got, I got what you need right here,
right here
Gm7
Cm
I got, I got what you need right here,
Bridge 1
right here
I think it's safe to say we outta here
We outta here
Outro 1
I think it's safe to say we outta here
Fm
Eb
Db
I think it's gonna be a hell of a night
Cm7
Bbm7
A hell of a night
Abmaj7
Gm7
So we can do whatever you like
Cm
Hey
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