Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
F#dim
Am
true story (uh- huh)
F#dim
F
No nuts, no glory (uh, uh)
Y'know'msayin'? (Real talk)
Aye dawg (yeah- yeah), I'ma
Verse 2
Am
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
F#dim
And you so flawed
niggaz ain't 'bout shit
Am
F
I'll take yo' broad,
I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
Verse 3
Am
get, real talk, no shit
F#m
Every chance I get,
F#dim
make money on this
Am
F
I'll take yo' broad,
I can fuck yo' bitch
E
F
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
Verse 4
Am
They say it's lonely at the top (fo' real?) But
I don't feel lonely (uh- uhn)
F#m
Got my homies out in Hollywood,
Am
so I don't feel phony
F
Ain't another nigga colder
Am
F
(nah), cribs all over
Flash in pan, these other rappers catch a number,
Verse 5
Am
I'm exceedin' expectations,
you barely meetin' quota
F#dim
F#m
I give it to 'em straight,
F#dim
Am
you cut it with bakin' soda
C
F
You said I ain't zone one,
nigga ha, that's a funny one
I'm king like my three- year- old,
G
major like my youngest son
Verse 6
Am
Got one named Domani,
so you know what I'm gettin'
Deyjah and neek neek and messiah like daddy,
get 'em
F
E
Got an angel named Leah here
Am
E
Am
to keep me outta prison
E
F
And my partner Jason Geter to
G
help me see about a billion
Verse 7
Am
Listen, Grand Hustle,
best respect this vision
F#m
My records sell about a million,
Am
but shit that just the beginnin'
F
What with Club Crucial and Grand
Hustle film division
Am
Multiplication to get the paper,
G
I let the clique do the division
Verse 8
streetcred.com makin' a killin'
F#dim
F#m
Plus a king of oneself,
F#dim
Am
high fashion, I'm flashin'
F
I'm ready for whatever though,
trained to go you better know
Put dick up in whoever hoe,
Verse 9
Am
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
F#m
And you so flawed
F#dim
niggaz ain't 'bout shit
Am
F
I'll take yo' broad,
I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
Verse 10
Am
get, real talk, no shit
F#dim
Every chance I get, make money on this
Am
F
I'll take yo' broad,
Am
I can fuck yo' bitch
E
Am
F
Know that I'm gon' ball
Every chance I get
Verse 11
Am
I gotta thank my lucky stars
'cause it came so far
F#dim
F#m
Dope game, rap game,
F#dim
Am
'bout the same so far
F
Brag about your lil' Benz,
nigga, that ain't no car
I got some shit in my garage
G
that requires a chauffeur
Verse 12
the country at war and people are starvin'
F
Am
And I pay a million dollars for Ferrari's,
retarded, huh?
E
Sorry bruh, been a dick that been
ballin' since it started up
Am
E
F
E
Season hoe, get 'em all to fuck
G
dough stack tall as fuck
Verse 13
Am
Nah, it ain't that I'm rich
that they hate so much
F#m
F#dim
Least I could do it, not rub it in
Am
F#dim
niggaz face so much
Am
F
So I'm tryin' now while I'm rhymin'
C
F
not to brag about the island
Or the crib in Hawaii where
Verse 14
we could bring the outside in
F#m
I think you should hear about
Am
it, but fuck it I'll be quiet
F
I just spit it how I live it homie,
I don't be lyin'
Would it make you feel better
G
if I put my pockets on the die?
Verse 15
Am
If I made less money,
started to dress bummy
F#m
Would the haters and the critics
Am
have more respect for me?
F
Should I downgrade the crib
Am
F
and the way I live?
Now how about I don't and we
Verse 16
Am
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
F#dim
And you so flawed,
niggaz ain't 'bout shit
Am
F
I'll take yo' broad,
I can fuck yo' bitch
C
F
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
Verse 17
Am
get, real talk, no shit
F#m
Am
Every chance I get, make money on this
I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
G
Am
Every chance I get
Verse 18
It's real talk comin' at you
live and direct homeboy
E
Am
Heh, you could hate all you want partna
F
E
F
I'ma give you somethin' to hate on,
G
Am
bitch nigga, ha, ha
Verse 19
Am
Grand Hustle, you understand?
F#dim
F#m
DJ Toomp you did yo'
F#dim
muh'fuckin' thang as usual
F
P$C partna, Pimp Squad Click
Aye, Big Kuntry you up next homie
G
Am
It's the king, bitch
Verse 20
Am
F#dim
Yeah, they say I ain't Zone One,
F#dim
Am
My grand mama been livin'
F
on Center Hill 43 years
Hoe ass nigga
You understand that? Nigga,
come meet me nigga
Verse 21
Am
Why niggaz gotta wait 'til a nigga
got the police watchin' you
F#dim
And start kickin' that fuck shit,
F#dim
You know how I get down,
Am
F
you know what it was nigga
You know you don't wanna see me,
bitch nigga
Verse 22
Am
Hey, I'm so raw, and I'm so rich
F#dim
And you so flawed,
niggaz ain't 'bout shit
G
Am
F
I'll take yo' broad,
I can fuck yo' bitch
F
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
Verse 23
Am
get, real talk, no shit
F#m
Every chance I get, make money on this
I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm gon' ball
every chance I get
Every chance I get
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