Key: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
F#
Yeah,
I'm a, I'm a cold -blooded
Twenty -five -thirty, yeah,
get the money
Earn it just to burn it, swag drip
I used to rock a tobacco
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Headphones around my neck,
tryna be like
Shady
Now the phone that's in my pocket
seem to keep vibratin'
Ronnie
Tryna fiancé me,
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I take the steering wheel
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I'm on a song with my idol,
I'm a cold -blooded version of the song title
I put these diamonds in the
ring like they was
Shawn
Michaels
I can't put the
Louis
V inside the watch cycle,
gettin' meaner and meaner
Call the front desk and ask for a steamer I'm a bitch bagger,
not a
Twitch streamer
I'm eatin' pizza in
Little
Italy, damn, I used to hit
Caesars
She bout to finish,
but wait a minute, it gets deeper
Same kid, just a bit sleeker
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F#
Now count it, 5, 10, yeah, 15, 20, 25, 30
Yeah, get the money,
throw it in the furnace
Yeah, this shit be funny,
earn it just to burn it
Listen, uh,
they say my killin's horrendous
How you still in the business?
Rich as hell and it's feelin' tremendous
Ma and
Duke's chillin' in
Venice
Compliments of an eldest descendant
Give hell with these writings
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F#
This shit only propel my ascension
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F#
I held my position in any
situation that's needed
This year, I'm shittin' on niggas
for the way we was treated
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F#m
I see the impact of all
My stamp in time with these pantheons,
it all was divine
I'm in this moment of my life
where shit is falling in line
Looking back, I swear to
God, you'd think it all was designed
F#
I can't really ever fuck no groupie bitch
All she got is diamonds
Uzi shit
A whole generation of
geniuses I'm influencing
than the best outcome
Just watch my moves
with this next album
Twenty -five, thirty, yeah,
get the money
Earn it just to burn it,
swag dripping from me
every single bar's like a verdict
I say it with conviction,
you know that you're about to get murdered
We ain't battle,
either that or they won't collaborate
Cause
we'll settle that debate
cause even off the head I decapitate
Yeah, bitch I go harder than
Carter
III
But I think I thought it,
just thought of me, she got a body and bottom like
Cardi
B
Then she be stalking me like I was broccoli,
I'm getting brain now like a lobotomy
You probably thinking you had that shit in
the bag like it's a colostomy
F#m
Meant to bet ter lurch, you better skirt,
but try to get on my level first
Bitch, I'd have to shovel dirt and dig a hole to get on yours,
you bum -bum
that's why you're a bum -bum
Cause your shit is so ass,
when I lost proof
is that lawsuit, when
Ma sued
I might've cost you
chain -guard
He probably got more body
-ody -odies than
F#m
John do
Just call
Dre, me and the dog, good dog,
we got you
No I don't, I don't even got a
boat nor do I got a chauffeur
F#
But I like to showboat, you don't wanna fuck around,
Just like your lip and
you got a cold sore
F#
F#m
My shit is like motherfuckin' herpes
You ain't never gonna say I
don't got it no more
Bitch, literally just look pretty me,
you kidding me?
Dying laughing's the only way you're
killing me
I'm getting rid of ya,
get clapped like a midia
The wittiest bitch, I snap like a tibia
You wanna get silly with the bars,
I'm frivolous
You see sides till I die,
bitch, I will rap till the end like a chameleon
in killer instinct like a faucet
A
F#m
How the fuck do I even think of this
ridiculous shit?
I'm a quarter of a century
deep but I can't be beat
Till the day me and the grim reap meet I'm
Benz
E -Jeep
Hollerin' at a bimbo beep beep beep
She says she fucks with the
MTV
Till the
MB side beats
A
Slim
ZD
You get no ass like an
MDC
So this shit comes with a warning
I woke up on my fuck shit this morning
Now count it 5, 10
25, 30
Yeah get the money
Throw it in the furnace
Yeah this shit be funny
Earn it just to burn it
Swag drippin' from me
F#m
F#
F#
Yeah, I'm a, yeah,
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsF#m F# Bm A D
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