Tom: B minor
Verse 1
Am
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy (Ayy)
Yeah (Yeah)
(Move)
Verse 2
Am
First things first I'm about business,
I'm about work
Sitting here thinking, how it all worked
Getting my winnings, getting my perks
Niggas wanna know how I
came from the dirt
Dm
See, my shoes don't shine
Decline the lines, refine all the hurt
Dm
Am
Staying inside, refuse to converse
Nah, I don't need them,
I'm fine without them
Carry on scheming, I know the outcome
Nigga, I'm seeing all of your actions
Look how you're bleeding,
I should have drowned you
Ignore the feelings,
rise like a falcon
Am
then change the outlook
Lyrical beating, fire like Dalsim
Dm
Am
Nigga, I'm screaming, I'ma get louder
Really I'm running to
racks and the gold
I want it platinum and hung on my
wall (Hung on my wall)
Don't have a chain on my
neck they can pull
Act like I'm broke when the bank is so full
Plot on the plan when there's
nothing to do
Dm
Am
Bitch, I stay on the grind,
I got points I can prove
It's a critical time,
'bout to snap and remove
Dm
Am
Every doubter in sight,
they can taste on my boot (Break)
Verse 3
Am
Increasing all of my stats
Training for combat with rats
My sound is in a new area (Huh?)
I bagged up the game then I
ran (Move)
Increasing all of my stats
Training for combat with rats
My sound is in a new area
I bagged up the game then I ran (Blegh)
Verse 4
Am
Dm
They talk the talk for the gang
Am
I hear the talk then I laugh
Relocate to a new area (Yeah)
Dm
Am
I need more space for my cats
Verse 5
Am
Increasing all of my stats (Yeah)
Training for combat with rats
My sound is in a new area
I bagged up the game then I ran
Verse 6
I got gold in my home, no wristwatch
F
Am
That Bulganin sold like big rocks
Got silicon road dough with stocks
what I've been on
Dm
Never rapped for a cheque,
Dm
Am
Niggas came in my life,
Dm
Paid a quarter of a mill' just to fuck
Am
off (Fucking peasant, aye)
Verse 7
I'm 'bout to beat the odds
Let me not speak on my wrongs
We don't care if they're deep or not,
aye
Am
I'm 'bout to beat the odds
Let me not speak on my wrongs
Dm
Am
We don't care if they're deep or not
Verse 8
Am
The hate that I feel is strong
Some things that I sing are wrong
So focused on keeping on
It comes with the things you love
Dm
Everyone's loving the movement
Am
Flex and I flex on my rhymes
Dm
Sometimes I think that I'll lose it
Am
Not nothing I have just my mind
F
Sometimes I feel alone in this shit,
C
goddamn
Am
Can someone please tell me
Dm
Am
I know I'm a God with the sheep, goddamn
C
Dm
Am
I still feel alone in this
shit (Fuck)
Verse 9
Am
Increasing all of my stats
C
Training for combat with rats
Dm
My sound is in a new area
Eb
I bagged up the game then I
Verse 10
I'm 'bout to beat the odds
C
Dm
Let me not speak on my wrongs
Am
F
Am
We don't care if they're deep or not
C
We don't fucking care about the
Dm
Am
Eb
Am
shit you're on
C
Am
Dm
We don't fucking care about
Am
the shit you're on (Ugh, ugh)
Verse 11
Me no wan nobody to talk to me right now,
hear?
Dm
Am
Dm
Everyt'ing alright
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Ready?
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AcordesAm Dm F C Eb
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