Tom: G# minor
Verse 1
F#m
F#
F#m
Bm
I woke up this morning,
Bm
Rich as a motherfucker an
F#m
d ain't much changed
F#m
no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
F#
Different day, different ass,
different tits
Bm
Strap under my pillow,
F#m
I don't want the jit
Bm
F#m
I'm not supposed to do this shit,
but I forget
Bm
F#m
The true principles of life
are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold dope
it's hard to understand
Bm
F#m
My man got knowledge of self,
at my back God
C
Bm
Find out today's mathematics
F#m
when that Mac go off
F#m
grew up a violent child
B
F#m
Bm
Fuck a boy scout, I air your ass out
B
Nigga, nice chain, dice game,
Shoot a couple head cracks,
F#m
I'm a fly nigga, my denim vintage
Bm
Gold medal around my neck
like I won the Olympics
F#m
We came from nothing, now they
Verse 2
F#
B
F#m
G#m
F#m
Nigga, hold up, hold on
Hold on
These niggas,
G
they watching every dime we make
F#
F#m
Bm
Hold up, hold on
Bm
We want that deluxe apartment in the
Verse 3
F#m
Instead we get the D's
F#m
We learn to play the game
how it's supposed to be played
Bm
F#m
And so you know, you violate,
you supposed to be sprayed
Bm
F#m
It's not a big deal to me,
stay calm
Bm
I'll shoot the shit out of a nig
F#m
ga, then call it Barrel Bonds
C
G
Bm
But, if I don't do this shit myself,
bet I'll get it done
F#m
C
Shit on my nigga,
F#m
you shit on me, we of one
C
Don't make me write my name
F#m
across your face with a razor
F#m
say theyis sample the bomb
Bm
This shit can take a two and we cut
F#m
this bitch with a one
Bm
F#m
Watch the fiends stand
F#
F#m
in line for the potency
Bm
F#m
No lactose involved, pure coco leaf
Bm
F#m
You can sniff that or cook
that to my belief
That money coming in like we
run the streets
Bm
F#m
We came from nothing, now
Verse 4
they saying we straight
Bm
F#m
Bm
F#m
Nigga, hold up, hold on
These niggas,
F#m
Bm
they watching every dime we make
F#m
G
Bm
Hold up, hold on
F#m
F#
Hold on
Verse 5
Bm
F#m
Bm
This shit go how I said,
F#m
go when it's time to expand
G
Bm
So say it's over your dead body
F#m
and that's the plan
Bm
F#m
You a gangster for real,
you ready to ride?
G#m
Bm
Nigga, you gonna die a bad
case of too much pride
Check my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial,
F#m
that quick I'll get ya lined
Bm
We don't want your block,
F#m
just cop your work from us
Those niggas you call
allies can't be trust
F#m
Bm
I got the Midas touch
Bm
F#m
as hell not to touch stuff
B
F#m
On the phone I heard 'Ye
smacked the shit outta a kid
B
Bm
Now Jimmy got life,
go smack him again
When it's war, it will be war to the bitter end
B
If they ever say we lose,
I start it again
Let's sneak the niggas spray
F#m
that Semi at your momma crib
Bm
B
With a silencer we couldn't
F#m
even hear that shit
Verse 6
F#m
We came from nothing, now
they saying we straight
Bm
F#m
Nigga, hold up, hold on
F#m
These niggas, they watching
F#m
F#m
Hold up, hold on
Bm
Hold
F#m
F#m
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