Key: E minor
Intro 1
Em
B
D#m
B
Em
B
Baug
B
Em
Yo
Verse 1
I took the time to go write all this shit
B
Em
on the set at the video
No need to test me,
I already know I'm a sick individual
B
Em
You dream too small, afraid to go fail
That's why I don't fuck with you
Takin' two Ls and I put 'em together
And look at 'em different,
oh damn, that's a W
Yeah, I be on the up and up, it's
And get accustomed to the elevation
I've always had the bars
me to demonstrate it
Em
B
Yeah, fuckin' with the E- K- O- H,
B
Em
Man, this shit's too lit,
can't see straight
B
Em
I ain't ever need a teammate
Yeah, I don't even know
D#m
Em
Tryna talk about me, man
Fuckin' up the track like
I'm throwin a train (a train)
I'm not in a band,
I can do whatever I want
Ooh, I digress
Fuck a top three, I'm the best
Oh my god, you hear what he said?
I'm just talkin' shit,
B
Em
if you cant see that one
Then go get fucked and
then stay fucked
Verse 2
Thats word to Jake and Kevin, what up
C
Em
But the flow too cold,
the degrees go low
zip your coats up
They been sayin' that I'm so dope
B
Em
I already know that you
came with some hoes
Am
Em
And I guess that you're cool
Verse 3
is set a record and break it
Em
B
And I don't wanna give a second
on Adderall and adrenaline
At all the people that's
Is he here to just look good
B
Em
And doesn't really give a damn
about the shit that we doin
Got 'em like, "damn,
what's he really doin now?
B
Em
Can we check the formula?
How he doin that,
keep on makin big noise in the game?
There's more of us"
it doesn't make much sense
When it get more rough, how you feel
And it's real and the shit that you
write there's more to love
Yo, I just experiment
I'm a terrorist
Em
Flirt with the game, ain't tryin to marry it
D#m
Bbm
Just a quick fuck in my room
What you starin' at? You
embarrassin'
why you wearin that?
manager really gettin' old
We just call 'em Karens, yeah
Verse 4
not up for discussion
Em
B
Proving y'all wrong when you all doubt me,
that's my shit, I love it
B
Em
B
D#m
Now when I breathe in- between takes,
B
Em
the only time I punch in
Verse 5
No Snyder cut,
B
Em
but this is "Just Us" League, ayy
Am
Em
Am
in like 3- 2- 1, ready?
and do the work until it pays off
B
D#m
Get up on the damn ship 'til it takes off
B
Em
Never gave a fuck about
me when I made songs
Chick- fil- A sauce,
B
Am
If you see me out and
Am
Em
Then it's pro lly stolen and
Am
B
D#m
make the gains, goin' up
But I stay the same,
I had from way back when
B
Em
But I'm sayin' that new shit on the way hella fresh,
tell the brake pads
Am
Em
I don't ever use 'em, man,
Outro 1
the foot is on the straight gas
Em
B
D#m
B
Em
B
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