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Primeiro acorde: D7M 6 acordes identificados

Intro D7M

C#m7 Bm7 E D

C#m7 D7M C#m7

[Verso 1]

Bm7

We are not the same I am too reckless

E D C#m7

I'm not tryna go in that direction

C#m7

These niggas they been doing too much flexing

D7M C#m7 Bm7

But they about to call the wrong attention

Bm7

And I ain't got no patience, no more testing

E D C#m7

I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing

C#m7

XO niggas, ain't nothing to mess with

D7M C#m7 Bm7

Nobody stoppin' us, oh no, we destined

Bm7

And everybody around you is so basic

E D C#m7

I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist

C#m7

I don't drink my liquor with a chaser

D7M C#m7 Bm7

And money is the only thing I'm chasin'

Bm7

End some dope nights on some coke lines

E D C#m7

Give me head all night, cum four times

C#m7

Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound

D7M C#m7

Do an ounce get some dick, tell your friends about it

[Refrão]

F#m7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Bm7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

F#m7

Go tell them what you know, what you seen

F#m7

How I roll, how I get it on the low

Bm7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

E D C#m7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

C#m7

I'm the nigga with the hair

Singing 'bout poppin' pills

D7M C#m7 Bm7

fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so trill

[Verso 2]

Bm7

Last year I did all the politickin'

E D C#m7

This year I'mma focus on the vision

C#m7

I think these hoes deserve another fixin'

D7M C#m7 Bm7

I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin'

Bm7

Don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user

E D C#m7

I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters

C#m7

I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'

D7M C#m7 Bm7

I'mma spend it all on bitches

Bm7

And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin'

E D C#m7

Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin'

C#m7

Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute

D7M C#m7 Bm7

MIA a habit, Cali was the mission

Bm7

Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz

E D C#m7

I'm just tryna live life through a new lens

C#m7

Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through

D7M C#m7

When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle

F#m7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Bm7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

F#m7

Go tell them what you know, what you seen

D7M C#m7

How I roll, how I get it on the low

Bm7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

E D C#m7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

C#m7

I'm the nigga with the hair

Singing 'bout poppin' pills

D7M C#m7 Bm7

fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so trill

[Ponte]

Bm7

Roll some, think Iâ€™ll roll some

E D

To know some, if we both honest

C#m7 D7M

Who lasts? Yeah, you lie

C#m7 Bm7

Spent the whole summer

Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time

E D C#m7

But I know what's mine when I see it

D7M C#m7

I know

[Verso 3]

Bm7

My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual

E D C#m7

She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral

C#m7

Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems

D7M C#m7 Bm7

Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon

Bm7

And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke

E D C#m7

I used to roam around the town when I was homeless

C#m7

Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans

D7M C#m7 Bm7

And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix

Bm7

Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices

E D C#m7

Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices

C#m7

And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices

D7M C#m7 Bm7

They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless

Bm7

Yeah, that shit is pointless

E D C#m7

They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless

C#m7

Yeah, that shit is pointless

D7M C#m7 Bm7

They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless

[Refrão]

F#m7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Bm7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

F#m7

Go tell them what you know, what you seen

F#m7

How I roll, how I get it on the low

Bm7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

E D C#m7

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

C#m7

I'm the nigga with the hair

Singing 'bout poppin' pills

D7M C#m7 Bm7

fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so trill

Final Bm7 E D C#m7

C#m7 D7M C#m7 Bm7

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