キー: G minor
Intro 1
Em
Am
F#dim
B
Em
Am
F#dim
B
Em
Am
I'm feelin'
Verse 1
villainous
I couldn't afford them kicks
B
I had one pair,
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B
and I cleaned them rigorous
Em
Am
Squeeze in junior, I feel like Vinícius
Young Gs stupid, but,
they ain't idiots
It's scary, trap insidious
F#dim
How you expect us to know how
B
Em
to love? You know?
Verse 2
Em
I can't teach no one how to hustle,
Am
F#dim
some man just got it
B
D#m
Back then I got chased by feds,
B
Am
Em
I ran out of breath and I wanted to vomit
I hit that freak, she put me in cuffs,
Am
it trigger my trauma, I tell her to stop it
F#dim
Am
F#dim
D#dim
B
She wanna know if I'm really ballin',
Em
that girl there wanna weigh my wallet
Verse 3
Em
We ain't doin' irrational get backs,
Am
F#m
creep up clean when they least expect it
Am
D#dim
B
Hygiene's poor, look at the floor,
Em
there's insects crawlin', I could've got sepsis
Nasty,
Am
still try fuck on my step- sis (Huh)
F#m
Ran through 'nough of these famous girls,
B
but I still got some on my checklist
Em
Bare gunman on my guestlist
Verse 4
I took bro- bro out of the trenches
Am
B
Jump out the Volvo, jump
F#m
out the Lexus, active
F#dim
D#dim
B
He ain't got no preference,
slapped it
Em
But, when I retrospected, I could've
been calm and collected
B
Am
F#dim
Avoided a problem and fleed the scene
B
Too vocal, don't need no beat
Am
Em
I go old- school like Evisu Jeans
B
Who's that with the cargos and
Verse 5
Em
Corteiz?
F#m
The back poke out and the waist petite
B
D#m
B
Got flown out all the way to Greece
Am
Em
She got great physique
Verse 6
Em
2:00 a.m., I'm callin' Clint, like, "Yo,
B
F#m
who's that girl in the vest?"
B
I'll send a delivery text, I know that it's wrong,
Em
it is what it is
Broski locked, I'm visitin' him
Am
Brought eaters to the prison for him
F#dim
Vision for him,
D#dim
and it's bigger than him
Em
Disrespect, I'm sizzlin' him
Verse 7
Em
That girl look like SZA to me
Am
F#dim
How you upset that I cut you off when you
F#m
D#dim
ba sically handed the scissors to me?
B
Em
Two- man step, diligently (grrah)
Watch my back vigilantly
Am
F#dim
My young boy do man differently
D#dim
She wanna show them girl she know me
B
Em
Call my government name
I never tucked my shirt in school,
Am
F#dim
so why would I grow up and tuck my chain?
B
Hide my face like, "Fuck the fame"
Trustin' different,
Em
but love's the same
Verse 8
Am
I don't trust anyone lately,
F#m
this lifestyle sendin' me crazy
B
Who's to say that they'll never betray
Em
me? Rusty one from the 1980s
But the new plate,
Am
a millennium baby
F#m
She deserve a standin' ovation the way
B
that she got on her knees and ate me
Am
Em
Two hands, Lord Jesus, save me
We all know the industry's fake,
Am
the streets fake as well
B
Stand up for my rights like Santan Dave
Em
Them man stand up like Dave Chappelle
Am
You can lock the lock,
but the trap don't stop
Half of the block get paid in jail
D
F#dim
Am
That was a risky text before
B
And, now it's no danger,
Em
I'm on a major scale
Verse 9
Em
That was a risky text before,
Am
if I send that now, there ain't no danger
F#m
D#m
B
The way that the light bounce of off
Em
these GIAs make gyal act stranger
Am
Got love for all of the young Gs,
F#m
bookin' a flight, and I'm headed to Asia
B
Four and a baby goin' away,
Am
B
times were hard, I slept in a manger
Em
Give her the Trojan
Verse 10
F#m
Give her the Trojan Horse, I feel like Troy
B
D#m
B
Had a revolver, decom posin' hid in the woods,
Am
C
I feel like Roy
Em
She give me a whine,
blood rushed to my genitals
F#m
Lucky for me, she could feel my-
B
Is it right? Won't say that it is
Em
Shame that it is and it is what it is
Verse 11
Em
Oi, Dave, I don't even wanna release
(why?)
Am
F#dim
F#m
I don't wanna be mentioned in the same
D#dim
sentence as none of these creeps
B
Em
I don't wanna come to your ses sion,
I don't wanna jump on none of your beats
Am
F#dim
We could talk 'bout direct debit,
F#m
D#dim
my monthly payment a hundred Gs
B
Taxman on me, I keep receipts
Em
Am
My biggest paigons HMRC (huh)
B
Bro got it in masjid,
F#m
D#dim
B
he got a mad ting under his kameez
Em
Bad one watchin' her cal ories, long ting,
'cause, I wanna go out to eat
F#m
Hella petite like Bella Hadid, so I
handle it delicately
D#m
She kind of surprised I got
B
F#m
elegant speech
Verse 12
B
I got a ting from DC, Harley Quinn,
feel like the Joker
C#
Back then, I had my nank in Dallas,
F#m
Texas hold 'em, me and my poker
B
Antisocial, I'm a loner
Bm
Em
He got done up in mid- November and
Fm
didn't recover 'til late October
C#
You'll need more than sling
F#m
on a shoulder
Young black Brit in Italian kit,
B
I feel like Tammy in Roma
I had the Range with the extra seats,
C#
B
F#m
so I squeeze that bitch in the back of the Rover
Verse 13
F#m
Cliffs of Dover, white on sea
Bm
B
Who's that there on the C2C?
Fdim
She want a man with decent P
C#
F#m
And her ex is a factor, Misha B
B
Let's not talk 'bout makin' a mill'
B
This year, I average one in a month
C#
Had a vision of runnin' it up,
Fm
C#
and it's workin' well like rum in a punch
F#m
D
In DLT I ain't come for a brunch
Em
Who's that brownin' sat in a passy
E
C#
I have plans of a cash and carry,
my legs was dry, my elbows ashy
Verse 14
Ayy, speakin' of ash,
I beg you man, 'low with the smoking, bruv
Please, bro, burnin' tobacco in the
booth you man are killing me
Tryna fuckin' record
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