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