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