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Intro Abm Bb Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy Ebm Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy Abm Bb That's a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy Ebm Throw it back, ayy Pre-Chorus Abm Bb And this one is for the champions Ebm I ain't lost since I began, yeah Abm Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Bb Ebm Then I went did it again, yeah
Abm Bb I told you long ago on the road Ebm I got what they waiting for Abm I don't run from nothing, dog Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low Abm Bb You was never really rooting for me anyway Ebm When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say Abm He don't run from nothin', dog Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over Verse 1: Abm Uh, need to, uh need to get this album done Bb Need a couple number onеs Ebm Need a plaque on every song Need mе like one with Nicki now Abm Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah Bb I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah Ebm I don't fuck bitches I'm queer, hah Abm But these niggas bitches like Madea, (yeah, yeah, yeah,) ayy Bb Oh, let's do it Ebm I ain't fall off I just ain't release my new shit Abm Bb I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me Ebm You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah Pre-Chorus Abm Bb And this one is for the champions Ebm I ain't lost since I began, yeah Abm Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Bb Ebm Then I went did it again, yeah Abm Bb I told you long ago on the road Ebm I got what they waiting for Abm I don't run from nothing, dog Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low Abm Bb You was never really rooting for me anyway (ooh, ooh) Ebm When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say (ooh, ooh) Abm He don't run from nothin', dog Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (yeah) Verse 2: Abm Bb Ebm My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me Abm I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo) Bb Ebm It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mmm) Abm I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek Bb Ebm City talkin', we takin' notes Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts Abm Wish he could, but he can't get close Bb Ebm OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts Abm I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so Bb Ebm I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy) Abm I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers Bb Ebm Turned my haters to consumers I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors) Abm Say your time is comin' soon, but just like Oklahoma (Mmm) Bb Ebm Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm) I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm) Abm I didn't peak in high school I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo) Bb All these social networks and computers Ebm Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers Abm Bb I told you long ago on the road Ebm I got what they waiting for Abm I don't run from nothing, dog Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low Abm Bb You was never really rooting for me anyway Ebm When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say Abm He don't run from nothin', dog Bb Ebm Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
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