Tonart: C# minor
Verse 1
C#m
F#m
It's
C#m
not
man, it's where you're at
I'm at the point of no return,
B
there ain't no turning back
C#m
E
Take control and hit the gas,
west coast, in fact
A
Flat terrain through mountain ranges,
C#m
E
You've seen it all, strange faces,
many keep coming back
A
Half the reason why we keep it raining,
E
C#m
banging on track s
Besides the fact I learned
I never forsake
C#m
This music's therapeutic,
E
kept the bullet right in its place
C#m
E
Run your words, spit it raw,
sling a box full of merch
F#m
Bring em troops, they get awed,
C#m
watch the kids put a rope
E
Let em know and let it go,
C#m
give em all that you got
F#m
Load a clip and let it rip,
E
C#m
yeah, give it a shot
Season the pot,
E
C#m
E
keep the product sizzlin' hot
F#m
Bag it up and distribute
E
that shit yourself on the block
C#m
E
Can't knock the hustle man,
C#m
E
it's only on top
F#m
The game is hustle fam,
I cop the fee, but second is drop
E
C#m
F#m
When the sun comes up,
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground runnin',
C#m
I won't slow down
E
I'ma keep goin', no pumpin' the price
F#m
C#m
A
You're fakes and making moves,
F#m
B
you're running the place
C#m
E
While we bought a job
C#m
all around the clock
F#m
And sooner or later
C#m
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
F#m
E
until we put in the dirt
C#m
E
Look, punch in the clock,
you know I'm up in the spot
No time to fuck around and kick it,
C#m
throwing back shots, it's a rot
E
Cause all I got is one shot,
you know I strive for the top
A
I'm on the bottom coming up,
you're thinking I'm gonna stop
B
C#m
Just stop,
E
I'm putting overtime on the grind
I guarantee I'm gonna
shine
A
between standing crazy,
C#m
E
Far as the fine puttin' at work,
who's fuckin' with this?
God's my witness, yeah,
B
I be handin' rappers pink slips
C#m
E
F#m
If they did shit, say my name
E
and you're not respected
F#m
You most likely applied to the game
C#m
E
F#m
Neglected, but don't get it twisted,
F#m
I spent years buildin' up
E
that pressure in my bubble
C#m
E
Just tryin' to pop up on the ground
for too long
F#m
Feelin' it ain't gonna happen
E
like I write from too long
C#m
E
But every time I'm feelin'
F#m
E
like it's time to move on
F#m
I say, fuck it, pick up my pen
C#m
and I write a new song
F#m
And when the sun comes up
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground running,
C#m
I won't slow down
E
I'ma keep going, no going for the brakes
C#m
You fakes ain't making moves,
F#m
B
you're running the place
C#m
E
While we on a job all around the clock
F#m
And sooner or later
C#m
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
F#m
E
C#m
until we put in the dirt
E
The gang's in a lot of trouble
E
space men comes on the double
C#m
E
A lot of personal circles,
everyone's in a huddle
To the point, always come back
just like rebuttals
C#m
E
Tryn a be me like wanna be me's
While the game asking
why like I'm a BC
C#m
E
I'm in this game, kinda 3 -3
C#m
E
F#m
Sweating my lines but still can't follow
I'm really transferring that envy
E
C#m
around from the cosmos
E
F#m
They game don't really rig most cats
E
C#m
It's saying ain't that F -H -I -T
E
C#m
Now let me name names
F#m
for who I think stinks
G and J hurt my nose
C#m
like throw up from pink drinks
E
C#m
Bigger than the Northwest,
F#m
Cause I rap for the world
C#m
F#m
When the sun comes up
F#m
I'm on the ground running,
C#m
I won't slow down
E
I'ma keep going, bumping the brakes
C#m
You fakes ain't making moves,
B
you're running the place
C#m
E
C#m
While we bought a job all around the clock
F#m
And sooner or later
C#m
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
F#m
E
C#m
E
B
C#m
E
until we put in the dirt
You
C#m
E
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