Tom: D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Whoa, ooh whoa, ooh
Cb
Ebm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
Cb
Ebm
Most these niggas
ain’t tryna see you win
And I can’t trust nobody
Cb
Not interested in being friends
It’s free all of my niggas
Ebm
Cb
Till my niggas free again
Went in blind through these Cartier’s
I can see again
Ebm
I’m Roddy Ricch but I remember
Back when I was broke
Niggas' strugglin' on
that dollar menu
Went from standing on that corner
Now I’m standing on a boat
Bitch I bossed up
Ebm
I done gave a lot of niggas hope
Yeah aye be careful
Cb
who you choose lil' nigga
My youngin grab a stick with
The tool lil' nigga
Really thuggin' so you better keep
It cool lil' nigga grab
your backpack and go
Ebm
To school lil' nigga
Cause these streets ain’t for everybody
Cb
You lose your niggas in the coldest ways
You take the L, the snitch get forty days
Your bitch be gone like, "Andale"
Ebm
My niggas tired of being underpaid
So we trapping for a hundred days nigga
Cb
I remember I was certified broke
Ebm
And I got up off my ass
Started juggin' for a note
Young nigga hit a stain and got washed up
Free my niggas on the game
I pour a pint for all my
Niggas who can’t shine with me
And pour up Ace for all my
Ebm
Niggas who alive with me
And fuck a nigga who ain’t tryna
Take the time with me
Cb
And take my niggas worldwide if
They grind with me
Ebm
Where were you when I was broke
Being broke was so annoying
Cb
When these other niggas shining but you
Know you can’t afford it
Ebm
Cb
So I be trapping heavy from
Ebm
Cb
The night until the morning
Ebm
State prison took my niggas we
Cb
Just tryna pay the mortgage
How they all make count
Ebm
with all these cases
Talking bout my struggle but you
Know I ain’t complacent
Cb
I was sixteen when I got it
out the basement
Ebm
And Bird seen the vision yeah
Certified broke but the name rich
Ebm
Producers talking touchdown but
They ain’t switch
And if a nigga switched
up I don’t blame shit
Cb
Don’t got no time for a
nigga or a lame bitch
Diving in 'bout to cop a
Ebm
Whole Wraith on these nig gas
Cb
I go to Ruth Chris cause I’m 'bout
Ebm
To eat steak on these niggas
Cb
I take the charge so they
won’t stack
One more case on my nigga
Ebm
We surviving cause this shit ain’t
Cb
Gon make it my nigga yeah, yeah,
Outro 1
yeah, yeah
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Cb
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