44 More chords by Logic

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: Bm

Intro:
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Verse:
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Ayy, bitch, I've been goin' and goin' like the Energizer
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Yeah, I'm supplyin' the wood like Elijah
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In the cut, smokin' on indica

Might fuck around and compartmentalize ya
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They say, they say life is a bitch

And if that is the case then I'm finna surprise her
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No, I am not an adviser, but I do advise ya
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To pay attention, never need to mention
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I'm that motherfucker bustin' heads
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Finna push it to the ledge
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Yeah, I been smokin' my meds
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Ain't got no love for the feds
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Can't let fame go to yo head
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Fuck with me, watch where you tread
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I'm finna kill it instead
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I'm finna, I'm finna, I'm finna
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Do—do—do it like I never done it
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And I wanna run it and I wanna keep it goin' and goin'
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Like infinity, be the only entity to ever rip it apart
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From the start like this, from the heart like this
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Finna murder it, a million miles a minute, no nitrous

Doin' righteous
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I-I been, I-I-I been down this road before
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Everybody think that they do but they don't

Swear to God that they would but they won't
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Spittin' riddles in the middle of a past-time
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Me in my mind, feelin' divine, like yeah
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Finna get it like yeah—yeah
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Like yeah, like yeah (woo, woo, woo, woo)
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I done made 20 million dollars (preach)
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I don't flex to be acknowledged (preach)
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At this point it's common knowledge (preach)
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All you haters been abolished (preach)
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You in the club throwin' dollars, but I'm savin' mine so my kids go to college (preach)
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Or maybe whatever they wanna do (preach)
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Just as long as they never say (preach)
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"Daddy blew 20 million dollars (ayy)
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He had to flex to be acknowledged (ayy)

He in the club throwin' dollars
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And now cannot afford to send me to college (ayy)

Daddy just wanna be loved
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Just like everybody wanna be accepted (ayy)
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But somehow he had neglected
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Me and my momma for all of this rap shit" (ayy)
N.C.
No, I cannot fuck with that shit (ayy)
N.C.
No, I cannot fuck with that
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Who you know dropped an album
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Back to back to back to back to back to back again?

I'm back again to snap again
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And goddamnit, it ain't no other way around it

Yeah, it's happenin', 'cause I've been livin' in a world on my own
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Leave me alone, I'm in the zone

Where I've been prone to destroy shit
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You cannot avoid this, whack mothafuckas have annoyed this

Yes, you know I enjoy this
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Preach, mothafuckin' preach

Yeah, I'm tryna reach everybody in the streets
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Writin' words to the beats
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Each one teach one, yeah, I'm tryna reach one

Who the beast one?
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That be me, on the top to the East one

Tell me how you really wanna do it right now, time to murder this
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Shout out everybody, no fuckin' around, ain't heard of this

Heard of us, we ain't goin' nowhere, it's a herd of us
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Hold up, roll up
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Levitated like I'm David Blaine
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Livin' a dream like I'm David Aames
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Talk all you want, we are not the same
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Step in the spot, now they know the name
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Sold more albums my first week than Harry Styles and Katy Perry
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That ain't a sign of the times
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Then I don't know what is, man this shit is scary
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'Cause bitch, I've been blowin' up like C-4

And I'm 3 for 3 like a free throw
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Anybody hatin' on the boy, take a step back and then deep-throat
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Now my phone blowin' up like ring
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Like ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
N.C.            Bm
That Kevin Durant, I'm a champion
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Check the numbers, I'm a champion

Can't sleep on the boy anymore
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But the haters that love to hate gon' pop an Ambien
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Star Lord, champion

Know the name, now they know the alias, that's for sure
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Gave 'em 44, now here's 44 more