Chords with lyrics
Key: C#C# Minor
INTRO:
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Kutta, cut that shit up, man
VERSE:
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Switch the weather when I want, we at the other, other spot
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Me and bro ain't swappin' out our jewels, this another watch
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I get all types of bags in, I'm a different hot
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Shrooms, sex on the private jet, this a different high
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I'm with the clappers
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Brodie changed his life but he an ex kidnapper
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Ain't tryna go there with you, weird ass actors
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And rappers or whatever you call yourself
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I got five cellphones, tell them niggas to call my bluff
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That lit shit I don't post, I can't show thеm folks all of this stuff
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Tighten up the business, I donе killed and been ballin' it up
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Older niggas postin' motivation, they holdin' they nuts
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Keep the windows clear, so them pussy niggas can see the guts
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Cutlass, she thinkin' I'm stubborn
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But, baby, I'm the catch, I catch up with you when I can
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Need a camera crew, everything we do it should be on film
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We came through a hundred deep, I seen you with your boyfriend
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Horse playin', I was in a 'Rari, I was with a barbie, I had on Marni
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I call her Lori, my new new, yeah yeah, my boo
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Shit I rap 'bout be all facts, I'm livin' out my truth
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He think he this 'cause he bought that, bruh, I copped bruh one too
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We havin' motions for real, plural, everybody gettin' money
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I took off on niggas, real bad, everybody act funny
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Life a hard pill to swallow, nigga, everybody got a stomach
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I tried to show niggas the right way, so everybody leave the wrong way
VERSE:
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I tried to lead by example, helped everybody get money
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I quit lean and stopped gamblin', I'm an ex codeine junkie (Lean)
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Stayed in motels with my family and did pushups with my bunky
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Used to work up off my brother 'nem, but I ain't never been no flunky (No)
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Some nigga tried me but couldn't call me, just a young nigga, they jumped me
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One nigga still think he got one up on me, but his day still comin' (Wow)
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I don't make threats, no, I promise, I just drop bands like commas
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Don't even ask me 'bout dead folks, 'cause I ain't got no comment (Yeah)
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I want my M's up to one, two, three, four, five one hundred (Go)
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I ain't arguin' on no internet, I'm not Wack100 (No)
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Miami with no shirt just to show off the tats on my stomach (Man)
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Niggas old and broke, and out of shape, it sick, make me vomit
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It's been eighteen year later and my stock still ain't plummet
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Had to bet on myself, and made somethin' from nothin' (Yeah)
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Niggas sayin' they did this and that, for me y'all ain't do nothin'
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Nigga gon' throw they hand in and stop all that bluffin' (It's Gucci)