Tonalidad: G minor
Verse 1
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(CashMoneyAP)
(Niggas gon' hate,
I don't care about 'em)
(Niggas gon' hate,
I don't care about 'em)
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Fm
Not at all
Verse 2
stop me, I feel like the greatest
Bro said be humble, I patiently waited
Fm
All of this love and I ain't even made it
Eb
I got a plan for them niggas that hated
Db
Run up some bands for my bros,
I'ma make it
They want me gone,
I can't walk around naked
Fm
Even my brother got caught,
and he ate it
Eb
No one can stop me, I
feel like the greatest
Verse 3
Db
Hop in the for eign,
I'm driftin' all stupid
Niggas be broke like the fuck
is you doing?
Fm
Started off strong but there's
room for improvement
Eb
I ain't for nothing, Milwaukee,
I'm booming
Db
Love ain't for me, now it's
static with Cupid
Bitches in love with the way
that I sing
Fm
They ain't want Tjay before
this whole movement
Eb
Now they dick ride 'cause I'm
doin' my thing
Db
Still posted up on the block with the gang
Spin through your hood,
I ain't tuckin' my chain
Fm
Bro got a chop with a
whole lot of range
Eb
Said be consistent,
ain't none' gon' change
Db
Now that I'm speaking out honestly
I be flexing, but I'm still in poverty
Fm
Move my mom out the hood,
do it properly
Eb
Give a fuck if you look at me
awkwardly
Db
No Monopoly, I'm about property
I don't owe niggas shit but respect
Fm
Yeah, one day I was go
ing through stress
Db
Eb
Matter fact, I'm just wasting my breath
Db
And now I'ma just talk about
all of these bands
How I'm so grateful I'm not in the can
Fm
How I'm so grateful for all of my fans
Eb
How I'm so grateful I am who I am,
Balmain the sweater, huh
Truey on the pants, he did it again
Fm
Looking forward to a show in Japan
Eb
I think Dexter better lay off the Xans
Db
Throwin' water on my
chain 'cause I can
Applyin' pressure,
now they shakin' my hands
Fm
Niggas ain't gettin' no paper
Eb
I know that's the reason they
hate, that's my gun on my waist
Db
Test Gwuapo, get shot in your face
And there ain't no room for debate
Fm
I know these niggas gon' hate
But my life is still goin' great
Eb
Pop out, Givenchy and Bape
Db
We from the trenches,
it's easy to hop over fences
The D's tryna build up a case
Fm
Stay with a weapon,
it's either a Glock or a Wesson
Eb
That bitch shoot you right in your face
Verse 4
Db
No one can stop me, I feel like the greatest
Bro said be humble, I patiently waited
Fm
All of this love and I ain't even made it
Eb
I got a plan for them niggas that hated
Db
Run up some bands for my bros,
I'ma make it
They want me gone,
I can't walk around naked
Fm
Even my brother got caught,
and he ate it
Eb
No one can stop me, I
feel like the greatest
Verse 5
Db
Feel like the greatest,
I think I'm the G.O.A.T
Please don't get naked,
I just want the throat
Fm
Out of my Birkin, I feel like it's workin'
Eb
Yeah, bitches be bur gers,
ain't even a joke
Db
Feel like a star when I hop
in the Wraith
It don't matter the place,
I ain't tuckin' my chain
Fm
Only my brothers,
ain't fuckin' with lames
Eb
I don't care what you tell me,
ain't nothin' gon' change
Db
Ran up some bands,
now I'm up like a plane
I was just hungry, ain't nothin' was funny
Fm
I do what y'all do, I'ma stay in my lane
Eb
Hop in the booth and I'm spittin' that pain
Db
I was a youngin' that
couldn't be tamed
Thinkin' shit funny like Tjay a stain
Fm
And I'ma get money regardless
Eb
Kill a nig ga be easy, I'm heartless
Db
I'm so young with a whole
lot of charges
In the booth I be workin' my hardest
Boy tried to diss me, I
Fm
swear that shit garbage
It won't be long 'til I
Eb
walk down the carpet
Db
Cop me a ladder, I took off the market
Red and green beam,
I ain't missing my target
Fm
Run if you stupid, run if you stupid
Eb
Word to Smelly I won't
hesi' to shoot shit
Told my niggas we gon'
Db
ball like I'm hoopin'
In the streets, I'm a fighter, Hadoken
Fm
Started winnin', I got tired of losin'
Know about it,
Eb
don't why know they accusin'
Db
Three lines got me deady, I'm snoozin'
Back up 'cause I'm seein' illusions
Fm
Bro told me grind, bro told me grind
Eb
All this fake love, I don't pay it no mind
Db
Got a story and it's one
of a kind
Independent,
but I could've got signed
Fm
Cooking fire, baking soda combined
Eb
Do the math, I turned 8 in '09
Db
17 and your boy in his prime
Free bro, he got off with a dime
Fm
Free verse? Is you out of your mind?
Eb
Only gang, do whatever for mine
Db
Running, running, tryna get me a bag
Running, running, tryna get to it fast
Fm
Niggas talkin' like they bitches, they chat
Eb
Spin the block and we spinning it back
Db
I was in the field cookin' the crack
One in the head, I ain't cocking it back
Eb
Fm
G side stackin' static, they smacked
Eb
SB, put my hood on the map, gang gang
Verse 6
Db
No one can stop me, I feel like the greatest
Bro said be humble, I patiently waited
Fm
All of this love and I ain't even made it
Eb
I got a plan for them niggas that hated
Db
Run up some bands for my bros,
I'ma make it
They want me gone,
I can't walk around naked
Fm
Even my brother got caught,
and he ate it
Eb
No one can stop me, I
Db
feel like the greatest
Verse 7
Db
No one can stop me I feel like
Fm
the greatest
Got to be humble,
Eb
Db
I patiently waited
No one can stop me, I feel
like the greatest
Outro 1
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