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