Chords with lyrics
Chorus:
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
You lured me in with those whiskey eyes
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
You'll tell me things, I know they're all lies
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
I'll fall, I'll fall for you
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
And there's nothin' I can't do
Verse 1: French Montana:
Yo, Montana..
G minorGm
Ayy, hit the game, put the wave in it
D#D#
Go, go on tap your veins, put the needle in it
C minorCm
I-I snatch you by your head like an eagle did it
DmDm
Shootout with the police like Sigel did it
G minorGm
Middle of the streets like The Beatles did it
D#D#
Can't be in it when you leave, or they leave you in it
C minorCm
Ev-Everything that's gold ain't what it glitter
DmDm
I seen killers fold for certain killas
G minorGm
Have your money right when the law costs
D#D#
I seen my favorite rappers turn to cornballs
C minorCm
The best thing I did was let that pain hurt my feelings
(Turn the pain into music)
DmDm
Turn the music into millions, haaan
G minorGm
Got jerked my first deal, and I told 'em "Suck a dick"
D#D#
Once I made my first mil', I told them "Fuck a brick"
C minorCm
Brick, brick by brick, 'til it's empire
DmDm
L-l-lick by lick, gone a sleepwire
G minorGm
Had to learn taxes, help you relax
D#D#
If you don't own your masters, your classes turn to ashes
C minorCm
So hit the round table, count it all up
DmDm
Or get the brown bag, count it all up
G minorGm
Call the bad bitches, round 'em all up
D#D#
Count it first, we can count it all up
C minorCm
Millionaire bitches, hit the mall up
DmDm
(International superstar)
Chorus:
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
You lured me in with those whiskey eyes
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
You'll tell me things, I know they're all lies
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
I'll fall, I'll fall for you
G minorGm D#D# C minorCm DmDm
And there's nothin' I can't do
Verse 2: French Montana:
G minorGm
They said kill 'em with success, toe tag ya up
D#D#
N-n-name a Hollywood bitch I ain't rag up
C minorCm
P-p-promise, the pressure turn to diamonds
DmDm
The karma turn to commas
G minorGm
If the block told you eye to eye
D#D#
Seeing dreams in a bottle
C minorCm
The younger son of Pablo
DmDm
Trips out to Cabo, D.C. with a model
G minorGm D#D#
That's Tammy from Miami, put her face on the white like Sosa
C minorCm
Come and get a close up
DmDm
I'm on the post like the power forward
G minorGm
From the hoodies to the Tom Ford
D#D#
Big up, f-for the stick up
C minorCm
They wanted me to hiccup
DmDm
I copped the Bent' over sticker
G minorGm
A- about to come and pick your chick up
D#D#
Gladiator theme music with Casino suits
C minorCm
Godfather trilogy, Al Pacino shootin'
DmDm
This that Benny Blanco 'fore he killed Carlito
G minorGm
This that Larry Davis before he caught that Rico
D#D#
Them Bronx streets, Teflon fleek
C minorCm
In the jungle, while you holdin' hands in Palm Beach.
DmDm
We was climbin' fences, we was playin' benches
G minorGm
One time for my bitches, naked on the trenches
D#D#
European boots, European suits
African diamonds, my niggas shinin'
C minorCm
My nigga Chinx son became my own son
DmDm
The block where I'm from, you need your own gun
Verse 3: Chinx:
G minorGm
Devil held me up, figured that I'd convert to God
D#D#
Took my ground from the pavement and aimed it at the stars
C minorCm
Swag drippin' by the liter, four ounce of purp'
DmDm
The game ain't for the weak, go and play the church
G minorGm
Off the Mary Jane, pills, syrup, thick smoke, coughing
D#D#
Ridin' on these suckas that opposed it
C minorCm
Ballin', took the whistle from the ref and made my own calls
DmDm
From the pens, got my homie on the phone call
G minorGm
No work, money goes under the mattress only
D#D#
Hands clean, got some youngins that'll back it for me
C minorCm
Really skatin' budget, conflict diamonds only
DmDm
Made my vow to the game, boy, that's matrimony
You lured me in with those whiskey eyes
You'll tell me things, I know they're all lies
I'll fall, I'll fall for you