Tonart: F minor
Verse 1
G#m
D#m
E
When I was on 'gram
entertaining all the rap beefs
We was on the hood goin' to war on
G#m
the backstreets
C#m
Bulletproof Caddy like who
said they gon' get at me
D#m
Pull up in your hood,
G#m
niggas running like a track meet
No more Rollies, I'm just
buying more properties
Young niggas watching me, give
'em that game properly
D#m
Past go twice, skip jail,
build a monopoly
Don't let 'em trick
you outta your spot
G#m
Nigga you got ta be retard or you could
treat me out this new Gallardo
Since I been gettin' it, ain't
miss a season from ricardo
D#m
[?] when they see me, know
me at Wells Fargo
Still rappin' like it's no to
D#
morrow
G#m
So I don't have to stand,
let me borrow
And let you in my circle,
but that's coming with a cost though
You don't work, you gon' starve yo
D#m
Dime in the crib,
tip- toeing on the marble
D#
Rockin' all this ice,
G#m
I'm just tryna hide my scars tho
Somethin' bout that Wraith and them lights,
how them stars glow
Give me motivation, out in Miami,
know the Haitians
D#m
All the hit ters got the bitches
and I'm MMG
A legend on Collins how they
G#m
gon' remember me
Young niggas
Verse 2
G#m
The land they gave us was always ours
D#m
Don't close the door, you owe us more, uhh
E
I know that it's hard to face reality,
C#m
mm
B
And when they changed,
D#m
G#m
they were all surprised but me
And we buy Wraiths to hide
behind these stars, yeah
D#m
And we rock all this ice just
G#m
to hide these scars
If you never seen a dream fade away
D#m
behind all these bars
And only god can touch your soul
B
G#m
behind all these bars, oh
Verse 3
G#m
Patek on, iced out, yeah
yeah (yeah yeah)
Hundred rounds, brrr,
D#m
spend live by (brr)
D#
Drankin' purple lean, fuck my sky dive
G#m
Ridin' in them Wraiths like a
shotta (skrrt skrrt)
Skipped out of school,
whipped a deuce to a four
Chanel on my whore,
D#m
got the marble on my floor
Ten year deal just to wear Diadora
G#m
I secure the bag first round,
that's of course
Cocaina white inside,
that's a Porsche
Came from the gutter,
D#m
nigga trapping is a sport
Young nigga don't spray the
D#
drum in the court
That's the Actavis, pop the
G#m
seal like a cork
They running out of info, making rumours,
what's your source?
Friends turned to foes,
D#m
niggas leavin' me no choice
Hoes gettin' exposed,
make a nigga cut them short
G#m
Hit a few licks before I
made it out of choice
Verse 4
G#m
The land they gave us was always ours
D#m
Don't close the door, you owe us more, uhh
E
I know that it's hard to face reality,
C#m
mm
And when they changed,
B
D#m
G#m
they were all surprised but me
And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars,
D#m
yeah
And we rock all this ice just to hide
B
G#m
these scars
If you never seen a dream fade away
D#m
behind all these bars
And only god can touch your soul
B
G#m
behind all these bars, oh
Outro 1
D#m
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