Tom: G# minor
Verse 1
Am
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Am
I never been a hater,
Em
Am
I'm an innovator with a pen and paper
Bm
Em
But you imitators is straight
Bm
Em
better send a paper
Am
Em
Cause I'll black out and light
Am
your crib up like the generator
I need mines on time, not a minute later
Bm
He could die, you try to get your friend to
Em
Am
Fuck medical aid,
ya dog a pass, remember
Arthur
Ashe?
Bm
Em
Mac -10 is loaded up,
Am
I got the heart to blast
Em
I've been a slid on a business tip,
Bm
Em
Tryin' such enough cake to make
the stock market crash
Am
Em
I sold pills, filled
The
Em
Am
Mac -30 is free like bathtub wa ter
Em
I'm mad cuz ordered them girl clothes,
Am
Bm
they look disgusting
Em
I get money off the books, I'm hustlin'
I can heat it fast as microwave ovens
Bm
I need a bag to spin it, I
Am
don't like to save nothin'
Em
I'm paid, bustin' moves,
got exceptional agility
Bm
The work be lockin' up like
Em
a cor rectional facility
Em
Bm
got pro fessional stability
No matter your profession,
they gon' question your ability
ain't nobody ill as me
Bm
Ask the rappers, I'm still a
Em
G, the hustle still in me
Cassie
Em
Am
they gon' toe -tag a map though
I went gold from the rip like a
Em
Yo, fuck the law and y 'all givin'
Bm
I'm on it, but in formants is
Em
fuckin' my concentration up
Am
Em
So fuck em all cause they fucking
Em
I make a fucking call,
Am
that broad'll give ya loc ation up
What's up with y 'all, y
Em
Am
'all hustlers or rappers?
Em
Bm
White lives matter cause most of
Am
Em
Y 'all fronting but y hustling backwards
Am
I done pushed a lot of weights,
Bm
Em
Am
sometime I gotta take a muscle relaxer
Em
We get it from the muscle,
Am
we trappers, bills entry
Bm
It's a blessing I can see
MC
Am
Em
Life is expensive,
Bm
Am
y know how high rent be
Em
When dudes move to funeral homes,
Don't tempt me,
Em
Am
see my style is sickening
Bm
I was born with bars like my hoes, fuck
COs
Em
Am
I have a child in prison
I'm from the jungle as a child
was in a wild position
Em
Bm
Em
Back in the days, I sold skinnies
They was my only treasure
Now my bags fat,
Am
Em
get cash out for the loud I'm pitching
Bm
Some men follow the trend,
Em
that's why they style be switching
I got a switch on the fifth and
Em
Niggas in they forties still mak
Bm
ing juvenile decisions
Am
You know the story and what
that could get you, man
Bm
I backsmack you with the hand
Em
and clap at you with the can
Am
I can scrap, but I'm a clapper pistol fan
Bm
I'ma snap shit, hit fan,
Am
cause I'm a goat and not a sacrificial lam b
Em
I cooked it up and gave samples,
they was sacrificial grams
Am
Bm
I know all about the cloud of platinum,
Em
plaque could get you mad
Am
Em
I packed a trap, could get you bands,
Am
and it's time to go eat
Em
Bro hatin', I need loc ations,
I'ma find a bull street
Am
Put this addy in the navvy,
Em
Am
then it's time to draw heat
Em
Bm
If I pull it, bullets is longer than some
Am
Since way back, I've been a big stepper,
dinosaur feet
Bm
It's time to score when me and
Em
them other connoisseurs meet
Em
Am
shooters at your mama door deep
Bm
Goons creepin' in the room while
Em
your momma snores sleep
Am
Em
Them boys get a dog on
Am
your momma floor treats
Em
Then treat her like a silhouette
Am
and bloody up the pillow set
Em
I'm up but ain't take my face
Bm
Em
Rest in a pillow in a coffin
for pillow talkin'
Em
Am
most artists had to show the run
Bm
I'm hot like when they turn on the
Em
Am
hydrant and let the water run
Em
That fire, you can order some
I ran through like a quarter ton,
Savin' allowance,
Em
then went and bought a gun
Everywhere I went, I bought the gun
Bm
I wasn't taught to run, you coochie
Wouldn't even try to
Em
Am
shoot me with a water gun
I got some hitters, nigga, more than one
Bm
I fought dudes that got
some short screws
Em
Cause I got an even shorter one
Am
Em
And boy, how the work in that
Am
work over the border come?
Bm
He forced to hustle it,
Am
but who enforced the government?
Em
Of course it's illegal,
so people forced to smuggle it
Bm
The force lock you up for it,
Em
then you forced to fuckin' sit
I been fly, but the
Air
Bm
Force never trusted it
I been a shooter, but the
Marines, I never fuck with it
Am
Em
I been this wavy, coulda been in the
Em
Bm
Em
The soldiers in the army fatigued,
but can't fuckin' quit
Am
Em
We had the
Black
Am
Panthers, now we got a bunch of
Crips
Em
Went from 5 %ers to plug members,
Niggas was marchin' with
Em
Am
Mar tin, holdin' up a fist
Em
Bm
Now demons screamin' on
Em
Am
God, then go an d bust a lick
Ayo, this ho that charged 500
bucks to hit
Bm
Just robbed a man for 500 bands,
Em
you'll never trust a bitch
Am
Em
My record ain't got a scratch,
I'm in the fuckin' mix
Bm
Em
Like a dude on the one and twos,
Em
Before you could count to three,
Then
Em
I'ma make it clap like
Spliff
Em
Hang it up or cut your wrist
Am
cause you a fuckin' snitch
Em
Bm
Em
Nigga, my finger that pull the trigger
Bitch, you wasn't on probation makin' the drug stretch I backed
Bm
Em
it up with gloves on an d still failed the drug test
Am
Em
I'm sunnin' these rappers
but never took a blood test
Bm
To night me and my wife might
Bm
Em
Rub breasts, then eat her out ,
Em
Anytime I'm facin' her thighs,
Bm
I'm straight energized
Am
Wait on the strength, if you attempt to slide I'll split your
Bm
Em
shit to the white meat and leave that street gentrified
God, I don't sympathize
but my gas is synthesized
Am
Em
Sometime you stick to the script,
sometime you improvise
But
Bm
I'ma check your temperature,
Am
Em
Am
Em
Pussy
Am
Em
Am
Bm
Em
Am
you
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