Key: C minor
Verse 1
this shit too good to be true
They don't really love you
Like they say they love you
Em
Am
Them niggas hate to love you
dumb you
They don't really love you
Them niggas fake the love
They don't really love you, nigga
Don't say a word
When you no purpose
Dm
Em
Am
All these other niggas stand clear,
nigga
Don't say a word
Just
Shots fired
Em
Am
Let that head be
Am
Em
Let them niggas know
Em
C
Am
C
Cause it ain't no lie, better be ready to die bout this shit,
Em
Am
never done, no
Am
Em
now you the one they wanna kill
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
but go insane just to get a chain
Em
F
Storm the block like kamikaze,
Bm
Em
Am
niggas in the plane
Is he a superstar?
Dm
Am
The bitches know his name
I got a hundred cars,
Am
Dm
I keep my niggas close,
F
Dm
watch what your people post
Am
Em
I let the haters sub,
Am
Em
Am
I turn them into ghosts
F
Am
Rarely is it love, never is it love
It's too good to be true when
you livin' like a thug
F
Am
Riches in the city,
F
Am
really ain't no fuckin' with me
Em
Am
I done seen the lows, I done seen the high I done seen it all,
Em
C
still bein' penalized
Am
F
Am
Do it for my dogs, see it in my eyes
Am
F
Am
Ricky on the rise
They love you
Em
Am
Like they say they love you
Em
Am
C
Am
Them n****s hate to love you
Dm
Am
Em
They can't wait to judge you,
bother you and
done you
Dm
Am
Em
Am
They don't really love you
Am
Em
F
Them n****s hate to love you
Dm
Am
They can't wait to judge
you
Them n****s hate to love you
They don't really love you
Am
Dm
Tell them, look at their body language,
Em
Am
you when you no purpose
Am
Dm
F
Dm
Let that hate be the gas on your fire
Am
Em
Let them n****s know,
Am
Em
C
cause they don't really love you
Em
Am
They don't really love you
Dm
F
Am
Em
Am
Come and sit at the table, boy,
you better say a prayer
so you gotta play it fair
Am
F
Am
Shots fired, n****s duckin',
so motherfuck the money
F
Am
Take a page of the
Bible, pray your cup, it overflow
F
Dm
Once they gave me the title,
time to buy another rose
Am
F
Am
Em
Once I aimed at my rival, boy,
they done him wrong
Em
Am
sell until he gettin' mailed
I kept it real with my nig
F
Am
gas and never got a hook
Share the tip with my nig
C
Am
Em
gas and always call it love
Am
F
Dm
Am
I gave my last to your sis
Em
Am
ter while she was on the run
Em
Am
C
Like they say they love you
Em
C
Am
C
Am
Them niggas hate the love you
Em
Dm
bother you, and done you
Am
Em
F
Them niggas hate the love you
Dm
Am
They can't wait to judge you
Them niggas hate the love you
Dm
F
Dm
They don't really love you
you when you're no purpose
Don't say a word, let's go higher
Dm
Am
Dm
F
Dm
Let that hate be the gas on your fire
Am
C
cause they don't really love you
Dm
They don't really love you, but I won't stop,
Am
Em
Am
Am
Am
nuh -uh
Em
Am
Dm
Am
C
Dm
Dm
you
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