Tonalidad: A minor•
Verse 1
F
Em
Yeah, it's
Sam
Am
F
Quinn in here.
You're gonna be there when
Em
Am
I'm falling.
F
It's for the whole bay.
Em
Am
Dm
It's dedicated to the whole world.
We got it right here, man.
Em
This is the queen.
F
This is the introduction. I'm in
Em
the midst of hustling.
Am
It's out here to get you something,
F
protect your pumpkin.
Am
You only get one of those
Em
Am
Drop them guns,
you better have a bunch of those
Em
money come and go quicker
Am
Dm
It was ill before, it done got sicker
We don't fight and bicker
Em
Bring the gun clickers,
pull the heat out
Tighten up a dumb nigga,
F
bottom half numb niggas
Am
Tryna have eight figures,
Em
no time to hate niggas
Am
Promin' stay
Guinness
F
Em
Source cover layout, I'm a war getter
We was
Am
DP first, rich, I'm with more niggas
F
Frisco cat, unified for homicide
Em
Am
This is a fact, money now legitimized
Dm
You get summarized,
we won't sympathize
Em
Am
Scheme -ass villains, yeah, I send to
God
F
Em
What way more than they can see
Am
F
Guess what we have is way
Em
more than they can see
Am
F
Guess what we got is way
Em
more than they can see
Am
Dm
No, they can't see us,
Em
they can never be us
F
Yeah, I deserve that
Em
Bentley, I can see me in the
These are life and times of
F
Em
Quincy, few more streets reinvent me
Am
Done deal represent me,
F
heard I had work again
Em
Back on the turf again,
Am
residue dirt again
Dm
Deppin' up your shirt again,
Em
swell up your eyes again
Am
F
Bake up some pies again,
make new ties again
Em
Am
Him, shim, fly, it's him
F
In the bucket, I'm driving
Benz
Em
Am
Real niggas shine within
F
No, we don't like the green
Em
We can crack a joke, take a smoke
Am
And laugh about the life we live
Dm
Put your helmet on the line
Em
By myself, I can ride
Frisco, I'm suprime
F
Em
What way more than they can see
Am
F
What we have is way more
Em
than they can see
Am
F
Guess what we got is way
Em
more than they can see
Am
Dm
No they can't see us,
Em
they can never be us
F
Yeah I'm back hustlin' now,
Em
kicks back bustin' em down
Am
F
Streets knowin' it's my style,
police know my profile
Em
Am
Too late for me to slow down,
Em
F
we ain't need a couple of pounds
Em
Bullets, thousand rounds,
Am
silence us something loud
Dm
Never been pushed around,
Em
cold garden pushed around
F
Broke niggas put me down,
Am
real niggas put me on
Em
Am
F
Customers took so long, when they come,
I'm still here not gone
Em
They come back so fast cause the
Am
product's wrong
F
Yeah I've done a lot of wrong,
Em
did even more right
Am
Dm
Promise that I'll live long, yeah
I'ma stay in the vest
Yeah
Em
I'ma stay on the fence,
F
and yeah I put a count on the rest
Em
Am
F
This world we have is way
more than they can see
Em
Am
F
Guess what we got is way
Em
more than they can see
Am
Dm
They can't see us,
Em
F
Em
Am
they can never be us
F
Em
Am
F
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Em
Am
Dm
Em
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