Tonart: E minor•
Verse 1
Em
D
Yeah
So many sore losers keep
Y'all need to focus on
D
winning, stop focusing on me
Verse 2
Yeah
Em
Thirteen thousand in Portugal,
You still on your Training Day,
you Ethan Hawke
Em
Rappers with your get rich quick
scheme gimmicks
D
Instead of hating you should focus
on your sixteenth minute
Em
We are not side by side,
ain't no split-screen image
image
D
I'ma be around forever like
a Springsteen ticket
C
I'm just bathing in success,
C#m
Em
yeah I rinse clean with it
Bm
I put my best foot forward
like a Nowitzki pivot
Em
I got blitzkrieg critics
They ain't wastin' no time
D
But I ain't wastin' no money,
so I pay 'em no mind
Em
That's a lie, I be snappin'
That's my fault, I'm adjustin' to people
D
spreadin' lies about me
Just hatin' and judging
Em
For the sake of discussion,
in the hopes of some clout
I just need some pretty hoes with some mouth
C
Put my home in the South,
10K square feet
Bm
Name your favorite rappers now,
let's play "where's he?"
Em
Probably chasin' a hit,
probably lost in LA
D
Probably paying for likes,
probably paying for plays
Em
Probably owns a Corolla,
but probably rents the Aventador
D
Business manager furious,
like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
Em
Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin'
D
I got angels all around me, y'all
can keep on sinnin'
C
'Cause ain't no way y'all
are fuckin' up my light light
Bm
I spent two million just on taxes,
somethin' light light
Em
In hindsight, I was right all along,
life of a don
all those hooks were a fight to get on
Em
You gotta see it way before it happens,
yes yes
I won't settle for next best
Em
Got your girl in her birthday suit,
that's best dressed
D
Plus she likes girls too like
C#m
First class Emirates that's how
that's how I'm arrivin'
Em
Presidential treatment,
ooh this life so good
D
White skin, they can't believe that I
got friends in the hood
Em
I know the love songs and melodies
throw y'all off
D
Don't give a fuck about your face tats,
we know y'all soft
Em
People we know with face tats
got them for a reason
D
You use them for the gang culture aesthetic,
you reachin'
C
A lot of kids are poppin'
Xans and sippin' lean now
Bm
A lot of rappers using
Instagram to teach how
Em
A lot of kids OD'ed that you
don't read 'bout
D
'Cause they don't follow rappers,
they just follow fiends now
Em
But I'm the bad guy for callin' it out
D
I come in clutch with the truth,
y'all are stallin' it out
Em
I only get in trouble when
I say the truth
D
Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday,
you fools
C
Do your research before you try
and speak on my name
Bm
Rappers wearing CZs and
leasing the chains
Em
The beats classic, I amaze myself
D
I'm a boss, I'm a owner,
yeah I pay myself
Em
Fuck the capes of society, I saved myself
D
Even after all the millions bitch,
I stayed myself
Em
I still take my mom with me,
Bugus still right here
D
New people think my buzz got
Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
Bm
I eat Ni gerian, save some moimoi for me
Em
Yeah, lot of y'all girls I coulda hit
D
But I'm the type to pass the pussy
to stay home and cut a hit
Em
Never fuck a chick at her house,
she got exes
I got guns, I got exits
Em
Cameras at the entrance
Try if you want to
D
Bugus told me, "God forbid they get you,
I got you"
C
I'm an idol, people treat me like Billy
Bm
Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum,
people treat me like Drizzy
Em
Take the studio with me
Set up shop in the telly
D
I've watched a lot of rappers talk
but then they flop like Belly
Em
There ain't shit you can tell me,
you can save that shit
D
Fake convos before favors,
I hate that shit
Em
Yesterday turned down a
150,000
D
I ain't trippin' 'bout it
I get that every week like allowance
C
From my independent catalog
Bm
Fuck these rec league rappers
tryna battle 'Bron
Em
Stay in your lane, this is big business
D
Move bitch, get back like Chris Bridges
Em
I remember only sellin' like six tickets
D
Now I make the girls crazy
like Sid Vicious
Em
I coulda played it different,
coulda silenced all my truths
D
Coulda buddied up with rappers
for the sake of looking cool
C
But it's not in me to be fake, I can't do it
Bm
I can see through it, man this game
is translucent
Em
They twist the truth for
the headline drama
D
Clicks create traffic, traffic creates dollars
Em
The sheep be lieve it,
they ain't up on game yet
D
Smooth rides ain't as fun to watch as
Controversy is currency,
That's why my haters keep
my name in their mouth
this is a decade of devotion
Bm
It's hard to stop my movement
when I'm already in motion
Em
This ain't luck, this is by design
D
I had to work in the dark
for my light to shine
Em
A lot of people are dope,
they just quit too soon
D
A lot of rappers go broke,
Em
'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
My confidence plus my success
is just a mirror for some
D
It forces them to look around
and see what they haven't done
C
That's a line for any hater,
y'all are mad at yourselves
Bm
Judging every move I make,
y'all distractin' yourselves
Em
You could do this shit too if you wanted
D
Bm
But you would rather sit around an
D
d bitch and make comments
Em
Oh well, suit yourself, be miserable
D
I'm country-hoppin' in in a jet,
that's the visual
Em
I saw this coming in my hoodie
C
I bet on myself, yeah I had to gamble
I feel like I'm half god, half mammal
Bm
Bitch I turned my life into
I'm not home, I'm in Stockholm
D
With heated floors and the beds
with the soft foam
Em
It's like clockwork watching sore
losers poke their heads out
D
Every time I big myself up, they
I'm the best out, yeah I said it
D
Self-made millionaire, millionaire,
C
you know what's up with the credits (damn)
I'm the best out, yeah I said it
Bm
Self-made millionaire, millionaire,
you know what's up with the credits
Verse 3
Produced, mixed,
Outro 1
mastered
D
Bm
D
Em
D
Bm
D
Em
D
C
C
Bm
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