[ Предположительная тональность: C ] [Intro] C Csus2 G6/B Am F7M/C [Verse 1] C If I was being honest Csus2 G6/B I'd say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good Am I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour Call my momma like momma "I ain't making minimum wage momma" F7M/C I'm on momma, I'm on C Csus2 Now I'm making 400, 600, 800K momma To stand on my feet momma G6/B Play these songs, it's therapy momma, they paying me momma Am I should be paying them F7M/C I should be paying y'all honest to God C I'm just a guy I'm not a god Csus2 G6/B Sometimes I feel like I'm a god but I'm not a god Am If I was I don't know which heaven would have me momma Let me run this bitch F7M/C I'ma run it into the ground momma, the whole galaxy C God damn, fuck these lames, they don't want none Csus2 G6/B Fuck these lames, they don't want none fuck these niggas Fuck these niggas, they don't want none Am Fuck these niggas F7M/C . C Csus2 Fuck you niggas Fuck me if I hated on you [Verse 2] G6/B I'ma stick around I'm gon' let my nuts hang Am Nigga you got some just like me don't you? F7M/C Or maybe not just like me you know I'm Africano Americano And even if you're half Japanese C Roots run deep Csus2 Family tree, throw a big shadow G6/B Tech company please gimme immortality Am I'm going rapidly fading drastically F7M/C Or pulled the zip down C Wet your lips first Csus2 Lick the tip now G6/B Smoke some'n Am They tryna find 2Pac F7M/C Don't let 'em find 2Pac C Csus2 He evade the press G6/B He escape the stress Am La da da da da F7M/C La da da da da, la da da da da [Verse 3] N.C. I'll keep quiet and let you run your phone bill up F7M/C I know you love to talk F I ain't on your schedule F7M F7M/C I ain't on no schedule F F7M I ain't had me a job since 2009 F7M/C I ain't on no sales floor You say I'm changing on you F7M I feel like Selena F7M/C F They wanna murder a nigga, murder me like Selena F7M You must ain't get the memo I don't cut bitches no more F But your bitch my exception come get her outta my four door I only got one four door F7M Remember when I had that Lexus, no F7M/C F Our friendship don't go back that far N.C. Tyler slept on my sofa yeah F7M Niggas go back that far N.C. I ain't smoked all year F7M/C This the last song so I'm finna wipe that off F7M Tolerance is so low, still smoke a whole 'gar F7M/C F Menage on my birthday, tap out on the first stroke F7M Cause this ain't no work day, she don't give head anyway F7M/C Cuz what niggas say, that's what she tell her man F7M What a difference distance makes, niggas want fight in the streets F Now shit starting to make my hands hurt F7M/C Jay hit me on the email F Said I oughta act my net worth, dog this is chess now, not fetch I ain't runnin for a nigga F7M Ain't ran since track meet F7M/C That's the only time I ran from a nigga You could change this track now F F7M Could've changed this bitch a long time ago, know and know, know and know Shout out to Hollygrove F I'm from that 7th though, twins know and Lance know F7M/C Clark know and Matt know F7M Shit went 180 on me please run that back though [Outro] Capo off C7Madd13 E|-----0-----------|-----------------| B|---------3-------|-----------------| G|---0---------2---|-2-4-4---2-4-2-0-| D|-----------------|-----------------| A|-3-----3---3---3-|-------3---------| E|-----------------|-----------------|