Key: Db major
Intro 1
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Bb
C5
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Cm
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Verse 1
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Real killers move in silence like a monk
Parked on the block,
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started movin' it out the trunk
Small circle,
so fuck it, I don't need a team
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All I need is some clientele and a triple bin
And I can turn a nightmare
to do anything
headed to their early grave
It's a dope game,
we still living day to day
go and take it all away
Fuck them all,
they playing for the other side
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All my niggas gon' ride like a carpool
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Fuck a nigga over in the midst
Fuck a nigga over in a Mr. Moody,
don't fool
into a sweet dream
All I need is some clientele
on methamphetamines
And we can get rich
And we gon' get rich
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on methamphetamines
Tired of being broke,
tired of being homeless
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How I ended up a teenager on the corner
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Two pair of pants, n***a,
three shirts
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I was born on and went back
Stuck with the D for encouragement
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You adapted to the game,
now they all layin'
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they wanna touch it
so it's really nothin'
But on the real nigga,
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My trigger fingers stay itchin',
But on the real nigga,
I'm just tryna get this money
And I could turn a nightmare
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All I need is some clientele with a triple B
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methamphetamines
And we can get rich
on methamphetamines
And we can get rich on
I don't need a whole team
And we gon' get rich on methamphetamines
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Cm
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