Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
G
F
Dm
G
Yeah, yeah yeah,
D
G
F
yeah yeah, I tell them like,
G
Am
Aye, drive slow, drive slow
I'm on the iPhone
G
Am
I'm in my head voice
G
Am
searching for that high note
D
Am
Bb
And I'm knowing you know
F
G
F
G
F
I know that I could do the same
thing you do with my eyes closed
G
And I'm feeling like the president Solo,
D
but only without my medicine
G
D
Y 'all don't like it how
I do it when I represent
Am
let's pretend like I'm checkin' in
G
Bitch, she ain't on my level
in the same sentence
Dm
Her name's never put together
G
like a Lambo racing a ride
Dm
Except I cut my brake lines
G
and I ain't able to stop
Am
Dm
Am
An elevator on its way to the top
G
I give a flying motherfucker
if you play me or not
All the hatin' aside,
F
G
you better train with a drop
D
G
F
Cause that bar you tried to set,
I'ma raise it a lot
E
Em
Am
Cause the cat's being real now,
yeah, this is seldom as far
G
Prostituting handshakes,
trying to sell me some love
D
I hear you talking, think it's awful,
how you telling them stuff?
G
F
But, these are the things
G
that show you jealousy for
Am
I know I'm the truth, so feel I ain't
showing female traits
D
Am
So tell me what it feel like
D
Haters
Dm
G
F
So tell me what it feel like
Am
G
Haters
E
Am
And I can see it in your face,
as I'm playing this shit
G
You can find all you want,
you don't like it or be it
D
G
So tell me what it feel like, alright
F
So tell me what it feel like, it's like
G
F
Now your set get ran through,
I ain't here for nothing
but to show you what you can do
Yeah, you mouth a lotta lip,
lame, unacknowledged shit
But a solid jab,
F
G
that'll keep my fuckin' name out of it
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
But one swing, you swallow, you overbite
E
G
Man, I'm Tyson, Mayweather,
Ali, but way better
F
Am
You're Sarah, Michelle, Gether,
shaking your tail feather
You're still talking,
I will bet you you will shut up
G
I'm still walking, I'm frail,
bitches, when will I let up?
The more they hitting, it's motivating,
D
G
no more debating
Em
E
these other players are overrated
Am
The game is waiting, no more mistaking,
I'm fucking the game in the ass,
bitch, I'm fornicating
D
F#m
I cut your ass into pieces,
D
G
leave you with no replacements
F
I'm sorta crazy, yup, yup
Am
And I know I'm the truth, so feel I ain't
show a female trait
D
Am
So tell me what it feel like
G
F
So tell me what it feel like
Am
G
Haters
E
Am
And I can see it in your face
Since I'm playing this shit
G
You can find all you want
You don't like it a bit
D
So tell me what it feel like
G
D
Haters
G
F
So tell me what it feel like
F
G
Tell me what it feel like
Feel like I'm gonna turn this
motherfuckin' show on
Am
D
G
What the fuck is happening?
F
G
F
This motherfucking shit a
G
Am
G
man -made of rock
Am
F
Am
What the fuck is this?
D
G
This is some shit I never seen before
G
Am
And I know I'm the truth, so feel I ain't
showing female traits
D
G
So tell me what it feel like
Am
D
G
F
So tell me what it feel like
G
E
Am
Hater, and I can see it in your face
Since I'm playing this shit
G
You can find all your moms
You don't like it a bit
F#m
D
So tell me what it feel like
G
F
Hater, so tell me what it feel like
G
Am
Hater, and I know I'm the truth
So feel I ain't
You a grown ass man
D
Am
So tell me what it feel like
D
G
F
Hater, so tell me what it feel like
Am
G
Em
Am
Hater, and I can see it in your face
Since I'm playing this shit
G
You can find all your moms
You don't like it a bit
D
So tell me what it feel like?
G
F
So tell me what it feel like?
Outro 1
Dm
Am
G
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F
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Dm
G
D
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