Girl Get Up

Intro Em Dm Em Dm [Verso 1] Em Sippin' my kombucha on a rooftop Dm Smokin' blue dream on my karma sutra Em Dm Life is but a dream for a dark skin bitch like me Em Life gets dark when you're dark like me Dm Times get hard with a heart this big Em Mouths get fed when your ass this thick Dm Count my sheep, and I catch my Zs Em I don't read y'all tweets, I delete y'all threads Dm Don't need weed to be ten feet tall Em I don't need keys when I knock down walls Dm Been pushin' P since bathroom stalls Em Why sell my soul when I know I'm God? [Refrão] Em I be in the back, levitatin' Dm Doin' meditation, leave me, girl, get up Em Pickin' on non-confrontation Dm Fuck a limitation, leave me, girl, get up Em Dm Em Somehow, I know that I'll have everything that's mine Dm Mine, mine (Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da) [Verso 2] Em All that industry plant shit whack Dm I see it on the blogs, I see you in the chats Em You suck every rap nigga dick from the back Dm But what's the agenda when the it girl black? Em Y'all can't fathom that I work this hard Dm And y'all can't fathom that I earned this chart Em Y'all can't stand my vibe 'cause I'm anointed Dm All y'all evil-ass hoes just annoyin' Em Blame it on the fame, blame it on the coke Dm Blame it on the D'USSÉ, got you feelin' low Em Y'all wanna believe I'm on drugs and forsaken Dm They won't credit me, so they blame it on Satan Em Blame it on my label, blame it on my team Dm End of the day, everything is on me Em Miss Bag Lady, little Miss-iah Dm Little Miss hire them hoes, then fire them [Refrão] Em Mm, I be in the back, levitatin' Dm Doin' meditation, leave me, girl, get up Em Pickin' on non-confrontation Dm Fuck a limitation, leave me, girl, get up Em Dm Em Somehow, I know that I'll have everything that's mine Dm Mine, mine [Verso 3] Em They callin' me the intellect amongst the pussy rap Dm I still be poppin' pussy, them my sisters, so I can't agree with that Em These niggas misogynistic, I'll address it on the album Dm For now, let's sink into the fact that hate don't make you powerful Em Y'all monitorin' spirits, go monitor that checkbook Dm Fashion week was radical, diamonds what my neck took Em Tried to turn the other cheek, but y'all just too damn extra Dm I had to take it to the stu' and show these niggas pressure Em Father, forgive 'em, they gon' be hurt when I deliver Dm The album six months old, it need a fuckin' babysitter Em I did eight years of failin', plus a lot of cold winters Dm Used to be a starvin' artist, now I want the whole dinner Em Bitch, I want my things Dm Nissan to a Bentley coupe (Fuck you mean?) Em Got a cosign from K. Dot (She's Baby Keem) God, keep me from the bitterness Dm Help me reach the masses, all the black women gon' feel this shit [Refrão] Em Mm, I be in the back, levitatin' Dm Doin' meditation, leave me, girl, get up Em Pickin' on non-confrontation Dm Fuck a limitation, leave me, girl, get up Em Dm Em Somehow, I know that I'll have everything that's mine Dm Mine, mine Outro Dm Em Dm Em Dm