Rent Due chords by Belly Gang Kushington

Key: B Minor

🎸 Intro:

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I don't give a fuck 'bout just lettin' this beat start
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Nigga had commented on my post and called my son a retard
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Shawty be commented on my post, that bitch ain't got no regard
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Nigga had called the police when
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I was on the run, he got him a reward (LoneGud)
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Big condo with a key card
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When I be takin' pictures, nigga, my partners charge a fee for it
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I go Air Force 1s, you know them designers make my feet hurt
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I might go to Texas, hit up Johnny to make my teeth hard
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Black trucks, I'm the fleet god, crack cook, I'm a street god
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Nigga, I cook up work, I sold it for
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Bitch so bad when she ask for money, I damn near feel like I owe the ho
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Nigga, I'm so booked up these days, nigga,
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I don't even know where I'm supposed to go
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I don't even know why I re up with all these bricks,
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but, nigga, it's supposed to snow
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Nigga, I'm supposed to be one of them ones
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I'm runnin' the circle around these lil' niggas,
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I'm jumpin' on hurdles around these li' niggas
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I ain't wearin' no purple around these lil' niggas,
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I'm wearin' the turban around these lil' niggas
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I ran Turkey around these lil' niggas,
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I'm wearin' the purple around these lil' niggas
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I'm payin' for murders around these lil' niggas
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Ngga, that's not breathin' flow
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Man, I'm so motherfuckin' sick and tired of hearin' 'bout Jeezy flow
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Nigga, I came from the bottom floor

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Ain't it crazy how the famous people was above me,
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now I got stars in the ceilig'?
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Nigga, them boys in the building
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Nigga, them boys came from a whole lotta scammin', lotta drug dealin'
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Nigga, I'm Diddy when it come to Ps,
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but I don't know how to drug women
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Nigga, I'm gettin' it, when it come to ki's,
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I don't know how the plug send it
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Smell like soap and Febreze with a whole lot of Dove in it
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With a whole lotta drugs in it, with a lil' extra shoved in it
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Nigga, I wrote this shit in a jail cell with a whole lotta bugs in it
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Nigga, them Chinese bags ain't nothin',
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they come right over the Pacific
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Fed' tapped my phone, I used to change my voice,
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like this, like hold up a minute
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Nigga, I'm touched down, got a yacht, I had a whole lotta girls in it
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Nigga, I touched down, got a cup, I poured a whole lotta mud in it
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I hit the club, my entourage, it got a whole lotta thugs in it
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Gangsta rap my fan base, got a whole lotta Crips and Bloods in it
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I do not rock no moissanite, my chain got glitz and flood in it
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All of my bricks be glisten white, I get to mixin' cut in it
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I do not go to the club at night if I can't bring my gun in it
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I do not scam in the bank, I send a bad lil' bitch to run in it
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I do not worry 'bout what these niggas be sayin' on Instagram comments
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I do not get excited 'bout a bitch, I been there, done it
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I do not count the money or get it unless it's in abundance
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Nigga, I started at the bottom, I came from gettin' fronted
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Look, I don't give a fuck 'bout lettin' this beat cut off
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Nigga ever run off on me, he gon' end up with his feet cut off
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Flyin' down '20 in a VIN switch, I got my seatbelt off
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Twenty pair of Air Force 1s a week, I can't even keep 'em off





🎸 Outro:
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Man, come on, Chris, bruh, I can't do this shit, man
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Bruh, that boy rappin' like the rent due