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1Train easy guitar chords by A$ap Rocky
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Guitar
Tuning
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Fret 5
Capo
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Am
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Intro 1
Verse 1
Uh
(Uh),
feelin' like
a vigilante
or
a missionary
Tell
my
A$AP killers,
get
they pistols
ready
Send
'em to
the cemetery
with
obituaries
Don't
be scared,
nigga,
is
you ready?
I've
been think
in' 'bout
all
the O's
in
my bank
account
(what?)
Extra hoes
in
my bed
is 'round
the same
amount
(what?)
Verse 2
Ever since
this new
star
fame
came
about
Or
ever
since
me
and Drizzy started
hangin'
out,
huh
Young
boy,
let
his gun
bang,
let
his nuts
hang
Transition
to
a
Lamborghini from
a Mustang
Drugs
slang
in
the drug
game
with
the hustling
(I know one
thing) Anything
is
better
than that
1 Train
Bag
made
of
Goyard, cheffin' like
I'm Boyar
Dee,
probably
sellin'
D
in your
local
courtyard
Braids
like
I'm O-
Dog,
my la
familia
go
hard
Down
to my
inlaws,
Verse 3
they outlaws
with no
laws
We outlawed
then
I bogart,
any pros
that got
'proached at
With
a toe- tag,
get
broke
off
in the projects
with
a
skateboard
I roll
past
and I blaze
y'all like,
"Doo, doo,"
I hate
y'all
When
the beef
cooked,
I ate
y'all like,
"Mmm, mmm!"
Let's
play
ball in
a
ballpark with all
sharks
and a blindfold
I rhyme
cold, my
K
hot, your
9 cold,
that bark
like
K9's on
Verse 4
That
banana
clip,
straight
from the
rip
I'll make
that shirt
say
R.I.P.
I'm
on some
shit
If I'm
not
the hottest
then Hell
must
have froze
over
You
thought
it was
safe
then forgot
what the
code
was
I
carry
traits
of
a
traumatized soldier
Verse 5
Don't
look
in my
face,
I might
snap,
I might
choke
ya
Spine
right
out
of place,
give me
dap
like
you 'posed
ta
Darts
at your
posters,
dark
nights like
this
I
metamorph like I'm
'posed
ta, I
might
slice my
wrist
Or pre
tend
like a
vulture
Verse 6
and
drop
off this
cliff
Barely
even conscious,
talkin'
to
my conscience
Gettin'
deeper
in
these flows
like conches
I'm on
my convict,
don't
drop
bars,
I drop
prisons
Don't sell
rocks,
seen
the spectrum
through
the
prisms
Somehow
bypassed the bias
and
the - isms
Verse 7
The violence
and
the killin',
so given
They
seen
my pigment
and thought
that was
the
ign'ance
Unfortunately,
I
am not
that type
of
niglet
But pass
the pot,
let
me skillet
Just got
back
to
the block
from
a
6 o'clock
with Jigga
And
I'm thinkin'
'bout
signin'
to
the Roc
Verse 8
But
my niggas
on
the block
still
assigned
to
the rocks
And
I swear
it hurt
me soul
I
try to
prevail,
but when
I preach,
I only
hurt
their sales
Like
you're only
gon'
end
up either
dead
or in
jail
But you
my nigga,
Verse 9
wish
you
the best
for
real
When you
mention
my name
amongst
other white
rappers
Or for
that
matter,
any
fuckin'
rapper,
fuck it,
Painter
Skater,
musician,
trailer
park,
dirt- ditch-
diggin'
Burger-
flippin',
eat,
sleep,
shittin' human
bein',
you would
be
in
Trouble
to body-
double
or couple
me
to
these others
'Cause
comparatively
speakin',
Verse 10
my reach
is beyond
the bubble
That they
put
me
in,
my vision's
beyond
the
Hubble's
I huddle
with Nubians,
new beginnin'
again
You
in school
at
10, late,
Radioactive's
goin' gold
And so?
Great!
Do
I give
a flying
duck
If I'm
applyin'
love
to
my rhymin'
Verse 11
plus
alignin'
us?
Alabama's
climbin'
up,
wait!
No,
I don't
give
a
Flying
duck
nothin'
but
a buckshot,
ch-
pow!
Motherfuck your life,
pussy
blood-
clot
Ain't
never been
no rapper
this
cold
since
2Pac was froze
And
thawed out
for
a spot
date
at a
Coachella show—Yelawolf
Verse 12
Weed a different
color
like
a
hoodrat bra
and panties
And
my flow
be overhead
like
pots
and pans
in pantries
Antsy 'cause
I'm high like
Michael
Jackson,
penny
loafers
Moonwalkin' on
the sun,
barefoot,
with shades
on
Bitch
pussy
smell
like
a penguin
Verse 13
Wouldn't
hit
that shit
with my
worst
enemy's
penis
Bitch,
when
I say
this,
I mean
this:
Ho,
I'm
the meanest
Dick
so
big,
it's like from
Earth
to
Venus
That molly
got
me nauseous,
aw,
shit,
no off
switch
Lawless,
obnoxious,
Verse 14
on
that "Suck
my cock"
shit
That
is my
synopsis,
ostrich's
posh
shit
Hoes
on some
goth
shit,
stop
it!
You not
this!
Novice,
regardless,
heartless
and awkward
Cryin'
tears
of vodka,
prima
donna
at
the concert
Adonis
smokin'
chronic,
'bout
to vomit
gin
and tonic
Just
bein'
honest,
Verse 15
tell
me, isn't
that
ironic?
Swiftly,
I
shift
the
Bimmer 860
A heavy
smoker,
so
you know
I brought the
Blake
with
me
The moon's
reflection
off
the lake
hit
me
You should
have
stayed
with me
Now
many
Asian
bitches
lay
with
me
Verse 16
The
face
is silky
like
a tablecloth
My shorty
gallop
in
the mornin'
on
the beach
like a Chilean
horse
Red
roses
dropped
from boxes
very
often
Confetti
torchin',
drinkin'
Henny
like
I'm Kenny
Lofton
Outstandin'
Verse 17
I fixed
the game
between
Georgia
Southern
and
Gramblin'
You see
us scramblin',
sellin'
Susan
Sarandon
The cloud
of smoke
like
the
phantom
Damn,
this shit
tastes
like fantast
ic,
uh
Verse 18
You see
me comin'
through
in each
state
Just
so
the lord
could put the
fork
inside
the cheesecake
Cuffed to
my wrist,
I've got
the briefcase
The gavel
slam,
I'm
a free
man,
try
not
to eat
ham
Verse 19
Big K.R.I.T., shawty
Spit like
my last
breath: casket
rap,
six
deep
Eyes
closed,
the black
is back,
out
come
the 'lac
with flats
After
that,
bottles
I can't
pronounce,
like, "How you
ask
for that?"
Why
you ask
for crack
and all
you had
was scratch?
All
I had
was
rap,
when all
they had
was wack
Verse 20
All
I wanted
was love
and all
they had
was dap
Fuck
them haters
and fuck
them hoes,
a championship
win is
The aftermath,
ask
LeBron,
open
palm,
slap
a bitch
Walk
the plank
or break
a bank,
I've been in
the business
of sinkin'
ships
Chokin'
niggas
out with
the anchors
that they
anchor
with
Verse 21
Resuscitations cost
the label,
I'm taxin'
if
you want
a hit
Clear,
fuck
your
career, bitch,
I
was born
here
Been
a killer,
'86er nigga,
that's my
born
year
Get the
fuck from
'round
here,
that's just
my country
ways
Suckin'
on your
momma's
titty,
bitchin'
while I was
choppin'
blade
Grippin'
grain,
fuckin'
hoes,
candy
paint like
Everglades
Miss
me with
that rapper
chatter,
Verse 22
take that
shit
up
with my
bass
I put
that on my
soul,
how could
you ever
doubt
me?
Most
rappers
hopin'
the world
end so
they won't
have
to drop
another
album
B.B. King
saw
the king
in me, so
why
can't you?
In order
to come
up close,
you'll have
to dig
up Cash
and Elvis,
too
(That wasn't no
sample,
nigga!)
Verse 23
Muddy water
flow,
Dixie
rebel
past
Fuck
your Louis
flag,
poppin'
benji tags
on
your
wifey's ass (On your
wifey's ass)
That's out
of line,
but
in livin'
color?
I'm more
like Miya
Bailey
on
you rap
motherfuckers: a true
artist
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