Tom: C# minor
Verse 1
Cm
Fm
It's
Cm
not
man, it's where you're at
I'm at the point of no return,
Bb
there ain't no turning back
Cm
Eb
Take control and hit the gas,
west coast, in fact
Ab
Flat terrain through mountain ranges,
Cm
Eb
You've seen it all, strange faces,
many keep coming back
Ab
Half the reason why we keep it raining,
Eb
Cm
banging on tracks
Besides the fact I learned
I never forsake
Cm
This music's therapeutic,
Eb
kept the bullet right in its place
Cm
Eb
Run your words, spit it raw,
sling a box full of merch
Fm
Bring em troops, they get awed,
Cm
watch the kids put a rope
Eb
Let em know and let it go,
Cm
give em all that you got
Fm
Load a clip and let it rip,
Eb
Cm
yeah, give it a shot
Season the pot,
Eb
Cm
Eb
keep the product sizzlin' hot
Fm
Bag it up and distribute
Eb
that shit yourself on the block
Cm
Eb
Can't knock the hustle man,
Cm
Eb
it's only on top
Fm
The game is hustle fam,
I cop the fee, but second is drop
Eb
Cm
Fm
When the sun comes up,
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground runnin',
Eb
I'ma keep goin', no pumpin' the price
Fm
Cm
Ab
You're fakes and making moves,
Fm
Bb
you're running the place
Cm
Eb
While we bought a job
Cm
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Fm
Eb
until we put in the dirt
Cm
Eb
Look, punch in the clock,
you know I'm up in the spot
No time to fuck around and kick it,
Cm
throwing back shots, it's a rot
Eb
Cause all I got is one shot,
you know I strive for the top
Ab
I'm on the bottom coming up,
you're thinking I'm gonna stop
Bb
Cm
Just stop,
Eb
I'm putting overtime on the grind
I guarantee I'm gonna
shine
Ab
between standing crazy,
Cm
Eb
Far as the fine puttin' at work,
who's fuckin' with this?
God's my witness, yeah,
Bb
I be handin' rappers pink slips
Cm
Eb
Fm
If they did shit, say my name
Eb
and you're not respected
Fm
You most likely applied to the game
Cm
Eb
Fm
Neglected, but don't get it twisted,
Fm
I spent years buildin' up
Eb
that pressure in my bubble
Cm
Eb
Just tryin' to pop up on the ground
for too long
Fm
Feelin' it ain't gonna happen
Eb
like I write from too long
Cm
Eb
But every time I'm feelin'
Fm
Eb
like it's time to move on
Fm
I say, fuck it, pick up my pen
Cm
and I write a new song
Fm
And when the sun comes up
till the sun goes down
I'm on the ground running,
Eb
I'ma keep going, no going for the brakes
Cm
You fakes ain't making moves,
Fm
Bb
you're running the place
Cm
Eb
While we on a job all around the clock
Cm
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Fm
Eb
Cm
until we put in the dirt
Eb
The gang's in a lot of trouble
Eb
space men comes on the double
Cm
Eb
A lot of personal circles,
everyone's in a huddle
To the point, always come back
just like rebuttals
Cm
Eb
Tryna be me like wanna be me's
While the game asking
why like I'm a BC
Cm
Eb
I'm in this game, kinda 3 -3
Cm
Eb
Fm
Sweating my lines but still can't follow
I'm really transferring that envy
Eb
Cm
around from the cosmos
Eb
Fm
They game don't really rig most cats
Eb
Cm
It's saying ain't that F -H -I -T
Eb
Cm
Now let me name names
Fm
for who I think stinks
G and J hurt my nose
Cm
like throw up from pink drinks
Eb
Cm
Bigger than the Northwest,
Fm
Cause I rap for the world
Eb
just like Santa's help
Cm
Fm
When the sun comes up
Eb
till the sun goes down
Fm
I'm on the ground running,
Eb
I'ma keep going, bumping the brakes
Cm
You fakes ain't making moves,
Bb
you're running the place
Cm
Eb
Cm
While we bought a job all around the clock
Cm
something's bound to pop
So yeah, we'll stay putting in work
And we ain't gonna stop
Fm
Eb
Cm
Eb
Bb
Cm
Eb
until we put in the dirt
You
Cm
Eb
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