Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
A
Dm
I come
Am
head nod, tilt your glass
Check the heat on your side,
better hide your stash
And I play around here,
calculating the type
See I add your ice when I subtract it right
G
Am
All of this out here's my time to burn
Till the heat dies down,
Am
When the ice melts off
of that platinum grill
We'll see who's left
with only half the skill
G
Am
See I'm off the chain,
like initial pendants
And it's only right, inofficial
Yeah, who could it be?
Based up and made in Detroit and AYV
Em
Am
I got bored with the scene,
so I looked around
G
Seen half of these MCs fallin' down
Am
So I shit on those now,
I stand my ground
Most of y 'all reruns like what's
Am
When you see me in the streets,
just turn your cheek
I don't need to hear that fake bullshit
when you speak
I fall on my dick, all up in my face
And just like your mother says,
Em
you're such a disgrace
Am
Put yourself out there,
no matter the cost
With a mouth like that, tryin' to floss?
It's the hush, motherfucker,
so shut your teeth
Before they call me mad cow
G
and you don't want no beef
All my crew got guns
G
Am
So when you're choosin' guns
From the crank ones to guns
G
Am
We've only just begun
If we really must explain
G
Am
Take off that icy chain
Put me in your rings
G
Am
And all your stuffed cat wings
Shit, think twice
Next time, buy something half the price
G
Am
You never know next time
we'll let you slide
But when you see me walk in,
Am
Then again, it's all the element of surprise
If you didn't see me,
G
you must've blinked your eyes
Am
See, I hate these MCs who
talk the game
They ain't never even lived
even half they claim
G
Am
Got the game all twisted
on material lines
Ain't worried about anyone
Am
But a 15 -year -old who's
Am
A
Will see you plossin' them diamonds
G
in your brand new truck
Am
And when you pull up,
he's gonna break you off
And be bumpin' your shit
Am
Got your new Yukon, sittin' on dubs
And your new CD,
G
and he's makin' them dubs
Am
Now you're a boo -leg and
you're goin' wild
Cause he looked at you walkin' on 7 Mile
G
Am
Plus all you got now while
you're closin' rap
Makes you kinda wonder
why you chose this path
G
Am
Expensive taste,
bring expensive waste
And with a watch like that,
you need expensive mace
Cause I'm all about furs,
shoes and clothes
Old school cars with them shoes invoked
G
Am
And us, cause all my crew got guns
G
Am
So run your jewels and funds
From big fragments to ones
Am
If we really must explain
G
Take off that icy chain
Am
Your roly and your rings
And all your stumped -back blinks
There's no mocking diamonds
G
Am
So run your tools and guns
From big fragments to ones
We've only just begun
If we really must explain
G
Am
Take off that icy chain
Your oldie and your rings
And all your stumped -back blinks
Yeah
What you want now?
Huh
What you want now?
G
Am
What you want now?
Am
Yeah
Set it off
G
Uh
Outro 1
Am
Am
Am
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