Tonart: D minor
Verse 1
Eb
Cook that shit up Quay!
I look up, I see I got bout seven
rides in the streets
F
Know what I'm saying? Ya you know
Living life to the fullest,
C
Bb
you know what I'm saying?
Verse 2
Gm
Ain't got no regrets,
D
I can't complain my life is great
Eb
I just woke up today made
a hundred thousand dollar play
ran them bags before an hour hit
C
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit,
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut,
Eb
I'm going dumb- dumb
I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal,
do you want some?
F
Sames one that tryin' run with the clique
Be the same ones throwing
subs at the clique
C
Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch,
I ain't gonna say shit
Verse 3
Gm
I asked you about it, did you lie?
D
You asked me about it, I kept it 100, I'm
Eb
nothin' like these other guys
F
I really spent 2,000 on kicks and only
wear 'em one time
Something about a nigga mind frame
C
Diamonds doing jumpin- jacks in the
AP, I can make the time change
Gm
200 hoes in my call log and
D
they ain't got not a namesake
Eb
Took her out the hood, put her on the drip,
now I got her rockin' name brand
F
Me and Sid had two different spots,
he was around the corner doin' the same thing
C
Everywhere I go my chains hang,
Gm
free my bros out the chain gang
New Maybach cost 230, I don't
D
Eb
even get my shoes dirty
I don't even sleep when I get tired,
F
you can see the Adderall in my eyes
Tyga said he got the drop on the album
C
Fuck it slide and shoot up the block
Niggas knowin' how we come through
Verse 4
Gm
Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain
Eb
I just woke up today made
a hundred thousand dollar play
ran them bags before an hour hit
C
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit,
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut,
Eb
I'm going dumb- dumb
I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal,
do you want some?
run with the clique
Be the same ones throwing
subs at the clique
C
Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch,
Gm
I ain't gonna say shit
Verse 5
Gm
We use trap out my ma house,
Eb
turn the condo to a hideout
We can't be fuckin' at my house,
F
niggas be runnin' they damn mouth
Walk down on them broad daylight,
it ain't no funny, no drive- by
C
I'm cool on the love and the high- fives
You niggas can't keep up with my guys
Gm
You can't get all this drip in a lifetime
D
I got out and ran it up at the right time
Eb
We got Dracos whenever
it's nighttime
We ain't ever gonna stop at the stop sign
I told 'em I want to shine
Man the coupe quarter million,
they wiped me down
everything I say fake news
Can't take that,
D
Only thing I do is make cream,
Eb
I don't why these niggas hating
Only thing I do is drink lean,
F
rest in peace to Fredo Santana
C
I just keep buying all these Fantas
I don't want to go out like that,
Verse 6
only thing I know is get racks
Gm
Ain't got no regrets,
D
I can't complain my life is great
Eb
I just woke up today made
a hundred thousand dollar play
ran them bags before an hour hit
C
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit,
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut,
Eb
I'm going dumb- dumb
I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal,
do you want some?
run with the clique
Be the same ones throwing
subs at the clique
C
Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch,
Outro 1
I ain't gonna say shit
Gm
D
Eb
F
C
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