Tonart: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
Akon and
Am
Niggaz talkin' it but
Verse 2
Am
Cristylepop I'm sippin' it,
F
Am
mob hats and lizard shit
F
Am
Gator chunks bitch,
F
Am
F
rollin' blunts with the willyist of the Willie
Am
F
Hitch link cop,
Am
F
Am
M1's and 9- Milli's, stories like a motherfucker
F
Am
Model bitch is wonderin'
Verse 3
F
if
Dm
F
Am
I'ma fuck with her
She knows I treat my bitches
Am
F
Am
Dolce and Gabbana
F
Am
drippin', Big Poppa never slippin'
F
H- Class diamond, shinin',
Am
F
dinner with wifey whinin', dinin'
Verse 4
Am
F
Smokin' cigars and Bogatar with
F
Named Panama and Enrique and shit,
Am
F
games we play, life endin'
Am
Bitches bendin' over with ease for
F
a pair of Moschino jeans
Verse 5
Am
Donna Karan Tank- top I got your bank stock,
say who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of them,
advancing from duplex to mansion
Dm
Stashin' keys, hidin' g's over seas,
Am
money I make into stocks and real estate, bitch
Jet- skiing in the Caribbean, white sand,
Verse 6
discussin' plans with my man
Am
F
Dark blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
Am
And a system that leave my rear
Am
Whatchu gonna do when
F
poppa catch ya attitude
Am
F
Drop to your knees and show gratitude
Am
Kiss my ring, it's a frank white thing
F
Am
I stay potent, bitches devoted,
F
Am
take my dick and deep throat it
Verse 7
Eternal sunshine in this elevated
world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Verse 8
Dm
F
Is there anybody out there
Dm
living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
F
Am
Is there any money out there for me?
Verse 9
You just listen to this hustler's story
Am
Dm
F
Am
F
Picture me, a pro duct of the
F
Scareless, don't know what
F
Shit 'cause, money never came to me
F
Dm
F
Am
I suffered unshamelessly
Verse 10
F
The Lord humble nigga's especially
They too big for they draws
F
Am
when they stacks right
F
Think I'm bullshittin' a
Dm
buncha niggas back like
Right back home hungry,
Am
they stacks gone they forget price
Verse 11
Am
I know a nigga sold his soul
Am
I know some hoe's for some
F
dro you can hit the cock
I know a nigga workin' 9- 5 been on it
Am
F
Fifteen years ain't got a car to drive
Am
I know some niggas wanna
Verse 12
Am
Fake jack boys, can't rob,
F
Am
get killed
F
Dm
F
Dm
Got kinfolk back yard big whips
Am
That's got to lift my
homeboys this year
Verse 13
Am
Eternal sunshine in this elevated
world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Verse 14
Dm
F
Is there anybody out there
Am
Dm
living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
F
Am
Is there any money out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's story
Verse 15
Am
Akon, while B.I.G. is sittin'
Am
I'm on the coastline
Am
We got the birds flyin' in
Am
Tryin' to find a new way
Am
We 'bout our business, ain't no
Verse 16
Am
small time thiefs
If you ain't growing the caine
then we ain't gonna meet
See, I am the one to call when
Am
And my Africans will put your
F
Dm
main man to sleep
Verse 17
Am
Now, in Mexico far from the block
Tryin' to figure out how
many glocks to a box
Now, sellin' arms is what
has rocks in my socks
If you can show me the money,
here's the keys to the lock
Verse 18
F
Dm
you know the streets is my territory
Ain't scared of nothing,
F
Am
let you fear it for me
Yeah, whether win, lose or draw
Believe the death is waiting for all
Verse 19
Am
Eternal sunshine in this elevated
world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Verse 20
Dm
F
Is there anybody out there
Am
Dm
living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
F
Am
Is there any money out there for me?
Verse 21
You just listen to this hustler's story
Am
Nigga's is quick to chuck
F
Am
rocks and hide hands
Make a break for it, get away from it
Am
The whole time I've been
Verse 22
Am
Am
Caught him slipping and sleepin'
F
Am
I hit his ass with the cane
Here's something that
Am
How can one be so cold
and snatch a nigga so down
Verse 23
Am
I am on some get back shit,
Am
In every mans mind when he's
F
deeper than dollar signs
Am
I been on the grind,
Dm
F
Am
Behind niggas actin' like bitches an
F
Am
d bitches droppin' dimes
Verse 24
Am
Duckin' and dockin', pussy's
Am
Niggaz is been telling no,
F
there ain't no way that it slimmed
But nothin',
we gotta ride and and we gotta die
Am
F
So you catch up to his ass before I catch up,
give him mine
Am
But that's one thing the real
I'm a 5K one killer,
Am
I've set his ass on fire
Verse 25
F
Am
Eternal sunshine in this
elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand design
Verse 26
Dm
F
Is there anybody out there living
Dm
4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin'
F
Am
Is there any money out there for me?
Outro 1
You just listen to this hustler's story
Am
Dm
F
Dm
Am
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