Tonalidad: D minor
Verse 1
Am
F
All I wanted was
a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner whipping out the lot,
I got it
Women love me but the niggas
Am
F
hate it
Bdim
But how can I lose when I came
G
from the bottom?
Am
F
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord
F
knows, nigga Lord knows
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord
F
knows, nigga Lord knows
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord
knows, nigga Lord knows
Verse 2
Lord knows I'm filthy rich
Am
All this ice is like 50 bricks
Bdim
Rap niggas throwing hissy fits
E
I give my bitch a stack just
for a Christmas gift
F
And my bitch so bad,
she on my Christmas list
E
'Member I prayed, really I wished for this
F
To get the crib with the maid
and with the picket fence
E
I'm with some niggas that mad,
F
we taking risks for this
Verse 3
F
I'm talking risky business, flick the wrist
Am
E
Lord knows that I repent for this
F
Am
But Lord knows if I get penned for this
F
I prolly won't get home until I'm 56
Verse 4
F
They say I'm the Messiah,
you rappers is liars
I sign up at church just to rap at the choir
To spit my new verse at your
wake while you're lying
Am
The middle of the church have you wake,
F
I just came from jail, ain't do no crying
E
They put me through hell, sharpened my iron
Am
I did my push- ups and
F
I roared with the lions
Bb
Like hold up, from balling I'm tired
Verse 5
Am
I'm back in this bitch
F
Am
and I'm back on my shit
Man they tell me be humble,
I'm cocky as hell
Bm
Shout out my bitches that
answered my calls
E
When I called you collect 'cause
F
Am
it got me through hell
E
Shout out that judge that denied me my bail
Am
It made me smarter and
made me go harder
G
They locked me up and
slowed my album up
C
But I did not give up 'cause
B
I knew I would prevail
Verse 6
E
Em
Came in the game, Philly as shit
D
Look at these rappers, they silly as shit
Gm
I do not know why they be
G
gassing these suckers
F
But fuck 'em 'cause I am not
C
feeling their shit
Difference between me and
Am
G
most of these rappers
D
I'm talking about work
F
that I really put in
C
Talking about pistols I put on my hip
Am
E
And I'm talking about
foreigns I really could whip
F
That I really done drove
Verse 7
F
Really was froze in my hood and these
bitches I really did hit
Am
Really was chose, came up from nothing
And now they like,
F
"How he made millions so quick?"
E
F
I'm in the back and it feel like a so fa
I done seen bitches I'm
Am
fuckin' on Oprah
F
In my new mansion I feel like I'm Sosa
A brick on the table ain't sniffing no coca,
no way
Verse 8
F
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner,
whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
Bb
Bdim
But how can I lose when I came
G
Bb
from the bottom?
F
Am
Lord knows
F
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows,
F
nigga Lord knows
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows,
F
nigga Lord knows
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows,
F
Bb
Bdim
nigga Lord knows
Bb
Uh, niggas can't
Verse 9
Bb
see me
Am
with binoculars on
Back of the Maybach, shottas on
Bdim
And all my niggas keep choppers on
F
E
Don't reach round me,
that's a chopper zone
F
Every time you be on count,
what the topic on?
250 thou' what I dropped it on
E
F
See y'all think it's a game
'til FOX be on
CNN, momma picking out boxes for 'em
Verse 10
F
I want everything, got my own boxers on
E
Own headphones to get my popping on
F
Am
I got my own Pumas that I de
F
signed 'em for 'em
Stick and moving on these niggas,
get my boxing on
Bb
Am
All I ever hear from niggas
is what they prolly doing
But they be really talkin'
'bout what I be doing
Verse 11
Bm
E
Rottweiler, that Givenchy on
Drop top Rolls Royce
Am
but the top is on
And the windows down like
E
see y'all later
Am
Mirror tint on that bitch so
you could see y'all hating
G
Champagne cork pop
C
like we all made it
Ya'll looking from the
B
sideline we all hate it
E
Money don't make it real
Em
D
Don't give a fuck if its 80 mill', pussy
G
And just 'cause you got a Bentley
That Bentley won't make you thorough,
F
C
pussy
Verse 12
C
Still hating me from my city
Am
D
I'm thinking is they for real, pussies
F
'Cause all I got to say is kill
E
They come in like Navy Seals
That's word to my momma,
F
I promise I ain't doing no block
And we shoot at you robbers and kill
all you fuck niggas talking
Lately I've been on this money
Don't run it back up just to come
and put you in a coffin
Verse 13
F
said you was running this city
I seen you in traffic and you
was just walking
E
Am
Niggas be popping that
F
shit like they with it
When niggas start hitting all you
did was talk it, you pussy
Verse 14
F
All I wanted was a new Mercedes
Bending off the corner,
G
F
whipping out the lot, I got it
Women love me but the niggas hate it
Bb
Bdim
But how can I lose when I came
G
Bb
from the bottom?
F
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows,
F
nigga Lord knows
G
F
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows,
F
nigga Lord knows
Am
Nigga Lord knows, nigga Lord knows,
F
nigga Lord knows
Outro 1
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Em
D
Gm
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