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