Tonalidad: F major
Intro 1
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A
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Was the money good? Was
Verse 1
G
dem bitches bad?
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Ab
Was they fuckin' good?
A
Did your hood show you love?
Bm
Did the hoes say
Verse 2
you fly?
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A
If your friends say you're loyal
Throw your rollies in the sky
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D
For the trillest, for the
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D
G
Ab
trillest
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A
As the champagne
Verse 3
Bm
pours
and the campaign roars
And the lights shine bright
A
Bb
A
Every night that plug, for the trillest
G
See my momma cry too many tears
Verse 4
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D
And we been broke like too many years
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A
It ain't too many kids,
Bm
a couple homies
There ain't too many there
C
A
And they all gotta eat,
Verse 5
They got too many kids
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Too many kids with no fathers
Doing too many bids
Verse 6
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Too many bids, just gave 'em kids
Too many years
A
Bm
As soon as you get that money
That's the soon they appear
C
A
A#
Assuming you owe 'em something they assuming you share
Verse 7
A
G
A
G
And yeah, I've been losin'
touch with my family
It ain't the same
Verse 8
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I should've gave my sister some money
Ab
but I made it rain
A
Bm
I should've hit the crib with my
son and play the game
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A
But instead I ended up at the jeweller
to make a chain
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It's a saying saying when you make money
Verse 9
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It make you change
D
Like four quarters, the fourth quarter,
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Ab
G
I make a lane
A
Bm
Shit, I had to walk forward they talkin'
'bout takin' trains
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And takin' planes,
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Bb
A
I put the work in and made a name
Verse 10
G
But the question is
Was the money good?
Was dem bitches bad?
Was they fuckin' good?
Ab
G
A
Did your hood show you love?
Bm
Did the hoes say you fly?
G
A
If your friends say you're loyal
A#
Throw your rollies in the sky
A
G
D
G
D
G
For the trillest, for the
G#
G
trillest As the cham
A
Bm
pagne pours and the campaign roars
C
A
Bb
And the lights shine bright every night that plug,
A
for the trillest
Verse 11
G
I never wanted to be like Mike
I wanted to be like Mitch
D
G
D
Now all the lil' niggas
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Ab
wanna be like this
G
A
Bm
I wear my chain in any city,
let you see my shit
G
A
Cause I earned that, it's on me, I'mma keep
Verse 12
my shit
A#
G
I got blood on my money,
ether in my soul
Do you know the feeling during
G#
Easter with no clothes?
G
A
Now it's stars in
Verse 13
Bm
the ceiling
Bringing ether out the rose
With the curtains on
A
the windows
Verse 14
I'm just peekin' at my ghost
A
G
Money made me iller,
already was realer
D
Young kings killin',
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A
young kings over skrilla
Bm
That's why I ride around mac
on me like I was Miller
G
A
Or Reggie when I shoot
for that three
Verse 15
They drop Fetty, that's good money
G
Come to my city,
we talk heavy and die young
When we get some paper,
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G
A
Bm
we cop Prezis and ride rim
C
20 inch rims for
Verse 16
Bm
the dope boy
G
Bb
Sellin' that coke boy,
Bm
G
trappin' on your note boy
A
G
Got that buy it all money,
fuck I need a note for?
D
G
In them school hallways,
fuck I need a note for?
A
Bm
We ain't wanna go to class,
Cm
Bm
we was sellin' coke raw
G
A
The principal was coppin' too,
G
hit him with a snowball
G
Was the money
Verse 17
good?
Was dem bitches bad?
G#
Was they fuckin' good?
A
Did your hood show you love?
Bm
Did the hoes say you fly?
Cm
C
A
If your friends say you're loyal
Bb
A
Throw your rollies in the sky
G
D
For the trillest, for the
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D
G
trillest
A
Bm
As the champagne pours And the campaign roars
Verse 18
Bm
C
And the lights shine bright
A
A#
A
Every night that plug, for
G
the trillest
Verse 19
Lookin' for that intro
I was at the dealer lookin' for
G
another Benzo
Matching kicks with my
Kenzo, young nigga
Verse 20
Heart of a lion, hungry as hippo
G
Bm
When I was on my last
G
Nobody ain't tell me shit though
Flow slicker than Crisco, niggas talkin',
I get low
G
Do my thing, they jump back
Know how that shit go
And they say I'm arrogant
I'm still eatin' steak
with the asparagus
Verse 21
A
When I get that money like I married it
D
Ab
1 milly, 2 milly, 3 milly, buried it
Since they say I'm underground
I run that bitch like Harriet
G
Cm
C
Rolls Royce pushin' real slow like a chariot
Verse 22
Bb
Pull up on 'em niggas that doubted me,
shit, embarrassin'
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Ab
I'm a real nigga with money,
never trash it
G
Ab
You a fake nigga with money,
it's no comparison
Cm
Told me that I couldn't get signed when I was rappin' it
Verse 23
And told me that I couldn't do songs
when I was battlin'
Ab
They told me that I couldn't be
trap, I started trappin' it
Never listen to 'em, oh well, shit
is immaculate
C
I'mma just go sit up in this back again
Smoke the weed and laugh at 'em
Verse 24
Make a couple million by accident
Couple niggas dropped on Twit
Ab
ter they say they back again
Couple months later on Twitter
Ab
they say it's laxative
C
Shitted on 'em Nicky voice,
did it on 'em Benjamins
Plently of 'em Benjamins, semi on 'em a many on a
Verse 25
Whole
'nother level from
before now
Tell my niggas when I see a hundred
mil its going down
When I made my first mil,
C
I was like "it's on now"
Then I made my second mil, money on the floor now
Then I made my third mil,
I'm like "I need more now?"
Verse 26
I
got in my zone and that money started
pourin' down
Every time I hit the booth, microphone
torn down
We couldn't get a pair of Pumas,
we up in the store now, bitches
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