Tonart: F# minor
Verse 1
B
I'm comin' for your back, fuck California
I race, runnin' over high speed,
on the coupe
I'm comin' for your back, fuck California
I race, runnin' over high speed,
on the coupe
Yeah, live from the motherfuckin' woods,
I said
Try, wish a motherfucker
would don't waste your time
Said you shoulda, woulda, coulda all this time
I knew you were insecure, yeah
Hands out the grave, I see some hoes
In the page, I let them know I'm not the same
I make it known, burnin' your brain,
I send it up
Yeah, nah, gang
No, you can't sit in this lot, gang
It's a whole lotta shit in my mind, gang
If my mind isn't stressin' me poppin'
You should know it's never a question
I'm livin' in confidence
You ever dance with the
devil for pleasures
And notice there's not many differences
It's a fact that I'm livin' through God
In the mirror, I see him,
he never looked better, man
Second to nobody,
don't give a fuck how you call it
It's nobody, I had it
I'm comin' for your back,
fuck California, I race
Runnin' over high speed on the coupe
I'm comin' for your back,
fuck California, I race
Runnin' over high speed on the coupe
C
I'm comin' for your back,
fuck California, I race
Em
C
Runnin' over high speed on the coupe
I'm comin' for your back,
Em
fuck California, I race
C
Runnin' over high speed on the coupe
Bb
B
Fuck with Nitro, uh -huh,
better get Geico, uh -huh
Little bit psycho, uh -huh,
better get right, better get right
Fuck with Nitro, uh -huh,
better get, uh -huh
Little bit, uh -huh, better get right, I look nice
I might look like I told y 'all two years ago
I might look like Kelly Price, bitch
But I'm really fucking Kelly
Bundy on these moves
Bb
B
I really am, I might look like Kelly Price
The old, the old Kelly Price
Em
Bb
B
I'm coming for you, back from California
I race, running over high
speed on the coupe
I'm coming for you, back from California
I race, running over high
speed on the coupe
I'm coming for you
Come up for you, come up for you,
Come up for you, come up for you,
Come up for you,
Come up for you,
Come up for you,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
what's going on, man?
Em
Type shit, type shit, yeah, yeah, yeah.
B
How long you finna be here though?
Bm
Em
Alright, al right, for sure, for sure.
I'll see you then.
F#m
Hardest worker you know
B
Am
Every day my mind is haunted
C
Em
by the risk that I take
I get questions from my family
like is everything straight?
B
Bm
But until I get this money,
Am
Em
I'm okay with not being okay
Am
Cause soon I'll be glass plates,
fresh fruits of my labor
The score is in my favor,
C
You know just bring both to the table
Get both them entrees
Em
Clark on, shirt worth
B
Bm
Andre, last name for real
B
Em
Whatever works for you.
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