Tonalidad: G minor
Verse 1
Abm
Somebody's pulling
me close to the ground.
I ain't panicked.
I've been here before.
Seems like only yesterday
when I got up on that stage,
in front of that crowd,
and showed them who was who
and what was what.
Man, look at these suckers.
I ain't no rapper.
I'm a hustler.
Just so happens I know how to rap.
Ebm
Okay! I'm reloaded!
Bbm
Abm
Uh -huh.
Let's get it again, nigga.
Ebm
I'm real young
Abm
Ebm
Bbm
I'm real young
Abm
I'm real young
I'm young
Ebm
I'm real young
Bbm
Abm
I'm young
I'm real young
A lot of speculation
Ebm
on the monies I've made
Bbm
Abm
Punnies I've slayed
How is E for real?
Is that nigga really paid?
Ebm
Bbm
Abm
Hustlers I've met or dealt with dir ect
Is it true he's state of beef
and slept with a tent?
Ebm
What's the position you hold?
Bbm
Can you really match a triple
Abm
platinum artist?
Fuck my butt but only a single
going gold
Rockefeller shit fold
Bbm
Abm
And you're left out in the cold
Is it back to charging motherfuckers
11 for a 0?
Ebm
For the millionth time asking me
Bbm
Questions like Wendy Williams
Abm
harassing me
Then get upset when I catch feelings
Ebm
Bbm
Can I get a minute to breathe?
And in that minute you leave
Abm
While I'm looking at my roll
Ice spinning on my sleeve
Ebm
Ugh, nice watch
Bbm
Do you really have a spot?
Abm
Like you said in front of Vogue
And if so, what block?
Ebm
What you doing in L .A.
Bbm
Abm
With Filipinos in es says
Latinos in Chevettes down
by Pico with Frederico
Ebm
I answer all y questions but
Bbm
Abm
then y got to go
Now the question I ask you
is how bad you wanna know
D#m
A#m
Black! York!
G#m
I'm New York!
I'm New York!
E
B
I got the feel of y 'all
F#m
B
Uh! No mustache
F#m
Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more
About crime no more
To I'm no more
B
Cause I'm so raw
Gbm
My flow expose hoes that
they find in yours
Was it for me,
B
niggas still be dying for whores
Gbm
But I hate when the niggas sit back,
I'm ironing yours
Young blood, you better get that,
B
we fryin' because
Gbm
Niggas don't wanna be confined
to riding the iron horse
And don't listen to the rappers,
B
yo, they dying to floss
Gbm
I used to be OT, applying the force
Shoot up the whole block,
B
then the iron I toss
Gbm
Come back with the click
playing Diana Ross
I'm the boss,
Bm
B
and this is how it's gon' be
Gbm
Burnt the turnpike while
Miles on the beat
I got miles to feed till they
Bm
B
put flowers on me
Gbm
And kiss my cold cheek,
chicks crying like I was cold cheeks
Bm
Tombstone, Reedy was holding no leaks
Gbm
Started from the crack game
and then so sweet
Bm
Freaked it to the rap game, Jigga the OG
Gbm
On MTV, telling them how I sold D
And used to bag work
Bm
up out of apartment 4B
Gbm
Me and my homie started out coldies
Picked a mailbox lock cause I
B
ain't have no key
Gbm
Had the cable with the anchor
when Jazz made Sophie
Then I went low key,
Bm
B
but now I'm back, it's on,
Gbm
motherfuckers
Bm
Gbm
Jigga, uh -huh, yeah, Rockefeller, yo
Bm
Gbm
Bm
Uh, uh, Phyllis
Gbm
Bm
Bm
Gbm
You
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