Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
Dm
C
Am
I got a feelin' nigga
rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she
like, honey where the roof?
Dm
Pull up, hear the dogs,
canaries dey go on roof
C
Am
Even once had a job pourin'
tar up on the roof
Verse 2
Am
Dat boy had it hard no facade, it's da truth
So now when I menage and get
massaged just to proof
Dm
Proofs in dat pudding
& dat bakin' sodas takin'
C
Am
Paper dat would make take
dem photos naked
Verse 3
Am
Listenin' to niggas like whistlin'
at Wiggie Williams
I flip my middle finga I'm chillin'
on 20 million
Dm
Da room has turned me on I'm
masterbatin' at da top
C
Am
These hoes so ex cited so
dey catchin' every drop
Verse 4
Am
I'm dodgin' the barcols like pot
holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed,
bury the paper on the makers
Dm
Martin had a dream, Bob got high
C
Am
I still do both but somehow
Verse 5
I got by
Am
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Dm
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
C
Am
Dat may why they money
lookin' funny in the light
Verse 6
Am
But who really cares if you just
throw it in the air
Celebratin' wealth pourin'
Moet in her hair
the blue is her weed
C
Am
Trunk full of white,
car smell like blue cheese
Verse 7
Am
Dat boy get salad beef
bow movement
BM dubs on dem big thangs
lookin' foolish
Dm
Shawty sit tin' low big thangs poppin'
C
Am
Tip on da glock from a crip
up in Compton
Verse 8
Am
Shootin' at da cops, fuck 1 time
I gave her to da block, I fucked 1 time
Dm
We boys in da hood and nigga you lil trey
C
Am
So press ya appetite we
takin' ya lil tray
Verse 9
Am
Love my handgun but my
choppa still da shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm 2 legit 2 quit
Dm
99 to 6 kilos was the shit
C
Am
But dat were batter den roofin'
dat shit be bad for ya skin
Verse 10
Am
Niggas was ruthless and Lord
knows dat I've sinned
But I thought about my future
in the loops like a pin
Dm
Walked out on da gig and
I turned to da streets
C
Am
Kept my name low key I ain't
heard from in weeks
Verse 11
Am
I came up wit a strategy to come
up mathematically
I did it for da city but now
everybody mad at me
Dm
Mothafuck'em all and sweat from my balls
C
Am
If I drop anotha album I did dat for
my dogs
Verse 12
Am
10 Maybachs everybody ridin' big I just sit
back like, look what I did
Dm
Den I bow my head and beg
for forgiveness
C
Am
Once I said my prayer everybody
back to business
Verse 13
Am
Smokin' on a blunt in
my own restaurant
People lookin' from a distance think
Reincarnated spirit of a G
C
Am
Beef'll make you dinner
take a seat so we could eat
Verse 14
Am
A Farrakhan aura, paws on the port
You eat from da bowl while
ya dog need a fork
snakes slithered and dey coil
C
Am
I'm laughin' at you 'cause,
I kill you niggas when I'm bored
Verse 15
Am
We steppin' on ya crew until you
mothafukkas crush
And make da sweet love to every
women dat you lust
Dm
I love to pay her bills can't
wait to pay her rent
C
Am
Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't askin' for a cent
Verse 16
Am
Burn the house down,
gotta buy another
Don't forget the gas can,
jealous stupid muthafuka
paper dat I captured
C
Caught up in da rapture off
Am
of gunshots and laughter
Verse 17
Am
Homicide is zooming and
nigga you lookin' funny
Women love to stare 'cause
dey know dey see da money
Dm
I open up my mind about
openin' bank accounts
C
Am
Deposit a 100 stacks break
up now take it out
Verse 18
Am
Baby dats a gift, maybe you could live
I knew it wouldn't work but
I just like to give
Dm
Used to run da street,
young nigga bare feet
C
Am
Now I'm in da suites and
I'm eatin' crab meats
Verse 19
Am
Ice so right other rappers envy
Dey callin' all my jewelers up
askin' wat he spendin'
Dm
Thinkin' 'bout boss,
not thinkin' bout dem
C
Am
Here's a letter to my enemies when I won't sin,
Outro 1
amen
Am
Dm
C
Am
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