Tonart: C# minor
Verse 1
Dm
Gm
It's
Dm
not
man, it's where you're at
I'm at the point of no return,
C
there ain't no turning back
Dm
F
Take control and hit the gas,
west coast, in fact
Bb
Flat terrain through mountain ranges,
Dm
F
You've seen it all, strange faces,
many keep coming back
Bb
Half the reason why we keep it raining,
F
Dm
banging on tracks
Besides the fact I learned
I never forsake
Dm
This music's therapeutic,
F
kept the bullet right in its place
Dm
F
Run your words, spit it raw,
sling a box full of merch
Gm
Bring em troops, they get awed,
Dm
watch the kids put a rope
F
Let em know and let it go,
Dm
give em all that you got
Gm
Load a clip and let it rip,
F
Dm
yeah, give it a shot
Season the pot,
F
Dm
F
keep the product sizzlin' hot
Gm
Bag it up and distribute
F
that shit yourself on the block
Dm
F
Can't knock the hustle man,
Dm
F
it's only on top
Gm
The game is hustle fam,
I cop the fee, but second is drop
F
Dm
Gm
When the sun comes up,
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground runnin',
F
I'ma keep goin', no pumpin' the price
Gm
Dm
Bb
You're fakes and making moves,
Gm
C
you're running the place
Dm
F
While we bought a job
Dm
all around the clock
Dm
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Gm
F
until we put in the dirt
Dm
F
Look, punch in the clock,
you know I'm up in the spot
No time to fuck around and kick it,
Dm
throwing back shots, it's a rot
F
Cause all I got is one shot,
you know I strive for the top
Bb
I'm on the bottom coming up,
you're thinking I'm gonna stop
C
Dm
Just stop,
F
I'm putting overtime on the grind
I guarantee I'm gonna
shine
Bb
between standing crazy,
Dm
F
Far as the fine puttin' at work,
who's fuckin' with this?
God's my witness, yeah,
C
I be handin' rappers pink slips
Dm
F
Gm
If they did shit, say my name
F
and you're not respected
Gm
You most likely applied to the game
Dm
F
Gm
Neglected, but don't get it twisted,
Gm
I spent years buildin' up
F
that pressure in my bubble
Dm
F
Just tryin' to pop up on the ground
for too long
Gm
Feelin' it ain't gonna happen
F
like I write from too long
Dm
F
But every time I'm feelin'
Gm
F
like it's time to move on
Gm
I say, fuck it, pick up my pen
Dm
and I write a new song
Gm
And when the sun comes up
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground running,
F
I'ma keep going, no going for the brakes
Dm
You fakes ain't making moves,
Gm
C
you're running the place
Dm
F
While we on a job all around the clock
Dm
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Gm
F
Dm
until we put in the dirt
F
The gang's in a lot of trouble
F
space men comes on the double
Dm
F
A lot of personal circles,
everyone's in a huddle
To the point, always come back
just like rebuttals
Dm
F
Tryna be me like wanna be me's
While the game asking
why like I'm a BC
Dm
F
I'm in this game, kinda 3 -3
Bb
Pippin' these limits,
Dm
F
Gm
Sweating my lines but still can't follow
I'm really transferring that envy
F
Dm
around from the cosmos
F
Gm
They game don't really rig most cats
F
Dm
It's saying ain't that F -H -I -T
F
Dm
Now let me name names
Gm
for who I think stinks
G and J hurt my nose
Dm
like throw up from pink drinks
F
Dm
Bigger than the Northwest,
Gm
Cause I rap for the world
Dm
Gm
When the sun comes up
Gm
I'm on the ground running,
F
I'ma keep going, bumping the brakes
Dm
You fakes ain't making moves,
C
you're running the place
Dm
F
Dm
While we bought a job all around the clock
Dm
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Gm
F
Dm
F
C
Dm
F
until we put in the dirt
You
Dm
F
Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteDm Gm F C Bb
Mehr Songs von Grynch
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
Ähnliche Songs
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
4.9
Beliebte Akkorde weltweit
Meistgespielte Akkorde & Tabs aller Nutzer