Tonart: G major•
Verse 1
G
There are 8 million stories in the big city,
this is mine.
D
G
Yeah, well it looks like it's on and crackin' now,
D
right?
G
And just like that number
on Kobe Bryant's jersey,
D
G
D
I said I'ma drop a quick 24 bars on your ass,
G
D
no time to write it down, bitch
G
I figured while I in the booth
G
to all that subliminal bullshit
G
C
I'm still here,
G
D
G
D
G
D
C
D
after telling you so long.
G
D
G
D
I'm still here baby,
G
D
G
after saying that I've been gone,
gone, gone, gone.
You fools are fucking lambs
D
thinking that I'm stopping this
G
Hating on me like a bitch,
D
fool, it's only obvious
D
now why would I copy sloppy shit?
G
I've been here rapping before,
that cockiness
G
D
Claiming areas you never even grew up in
G
D
You can't play them tricks for kids,
C
G
it doesn't be working with grown ass men
D
All that smutting up that you
Knowing Marlo Mack was the one
that motivated you to rap
C
And I'ma keep my calm, homie,
D
C
G
I'ma keep my cool
You don't want me exposin',
G
You know it's true, I'm still here
D
Never will I go, never will I get on
G
Anytime you really wanna meet up
with a fully automatic
Let me know this fuckin' best song
You ain't lyrical,
D
all your verses be typical
D
G
fuckin' with me is critical
D
G
I'm sayin' that, have they gone?
D
Hey, live, pay attention
G
Must be your conscience,
C
havin' you talk that nonsense
G
Hiroshima's some nimeshit,
C
G
underground love's a dime, bitch
And where you at when
C
G
Mr. Gunz up in the pocket,
but the first one to jam, shit
Your style's bootleg
D
like the jerseys you sport
G
And I suggest you get off your nuts,
D
cause your lady looks boy
G
This fool's bitch made,
D
keep my game sharp like a
G
switchblade
Anytime you wanna meet her,
D
G
best to catch the quick fade
G
D
G
Fuck a two -faced, fuck a snake -ass ass
G
Soon got a lot of kick,
you know what I'm saying
D
G
D
You can kick rocks with that booty
G
D
G
I had to speak on it
because this shit's pretty fuckin'
D
G
despicable homie, straight up
A bunch of grown ass men
claiming the G's
D
G
Acting like a bunch of hood rats
with the names on the shirt
D
G
You feel what I'm saying?
D
G
And don't play stupid either
D
G
You know what the fuck I'm about
D
G
D
Fuck all that whole cake shit on me
G
D
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