Remove AdsOriginal Key: C Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 125
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[INTRO]
Cm Ab Fm x2
I'm that nigga
(Ceeo, turn that beat up)
Cm Ab Fm Oh, Glizock
Fm Paper Route 5L, nigga
Cm Ab Fm Yeah, cutthroat la familia, nigga
Fm It's a family, not a gang
Fm And not a game
[CHORUS]
Cm Ab Uh, sick of niggas tryna throw dirt on my name (Bitch)
Fm Drank in my cup, no Kurt Cobain
Fm Yeah, Glock be the name, and you know I'm gon' bang (Fah)
Cm Ab I made me some millions, they think I'm unchanged
Ab Ayy, fuck this fame and fuck these chains
Fm Made packs disappear, like David Blaine
Fm These bitches be all on my dang a lang
Cm Ab I just bought a new blue pinky ring, my heart cold, it's icebox
Fm Number one rule, get that money, man, I got this shit from Dolph (Dolph)
Cm Ab It ain't no shame up in my gang, I'm tryna get it off (Off)
Fm This street shit is just not the same, most of these niggas soft (Soft)
[VERSE]
Cm Ab I just stay out the way (The way), and collect my bread (My bread)
Fm If you get in my way (My way), you get one in the head (Head, yeah)
Cm Ab Goyard full of blues (Blues), sippin' on— sippin' on red (Red)
Fm Like Worm, I'm 'bout my money (My money), I smoke your ass, like Craig (Yeah)
Cm I'm a player, I can show you how to play it (Yeah)
Ab Yeah, steppin' on niggas, no pledge (Uh)
Fm Go to sleep with a chop' by the bed (Bah)
Fm All this ice on me, I need a sled (Yeah)
Cm (All this ice on me, I need a sled, uh)
Ab Think my Bart chain need a Coke (Coke)
Get that money and stack it, you dig? (You dig?)
Cm Nobody like bein' broke (Nope)
Ab This street shit ain't no joke (No joke), everybody wanna be rich (Rich)
Fm You gotta get off your ass (Your ass), and get up on your shit (Your shit)
Cm Ab My Moncler in a jet (Jet), my Maybach is a ship (Ship)
Fm My pockets keep gettin' fat (And fatter), it come from all these chips (Chips)
[CHORUS]
Cm Bitch (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Ab Fm Run through it like him (Yeah)
Fm Himmy Boys, Jimmy Neutron
Ab Tim Duncan, hahaha (South Memphis' finest)
Himothy (Yeah)
Uh
[CHORUS]
Ab Uh, sick of niggas tryna throw dirt on my name (Bitch)
Fm Drank in my cup, no Kurt Cobain
Fm Yeah, Glock be the name, and you know I'm gon' bang (Fah)
Cm Ab I made me some millions, they think I'm unchanged
Ab Ayy, fuck this fame and fuck these chains
Fm Made packs disappear, like David Blaine
Fm These bitches be all on my dang a lang
Cm Ab I just bought a new blue pinky ring, my heart cold, it's icebox
Fm Number one rule, get that money, man, I got this shit from Dolph (Dolph)
Cm Ab It ain't no shame up in my gang, I'm tryna get it off (Off)
Fm This street shit is just not the same, most of these niggas soft (Soft)
[OUTRO]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah)
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