Key: G minor•
Verse 1
your presence
Crown got the glow
The chin creep up super slow like
Eb
Gm
drop the top on the slug
Eb
Cm
Hang the AK, h- hang the AK
Bb
Cm
The chin creep up super slow like
Pop off the trunk,
drop the top on the slug
(Hang the AK, h- hang the AK) bitch,
Verse 2
recognize a king in your presence
Gm
Bb
Dm
Well my go mode is instinctive
Gm
Bb
Flow mode is infinite
Yeah, my wordplay is intricate
Influence significant
Motherfucking magnificence
Gm
Cm
Gm
And my influence is
Eb
Gm
intrical
With tree pumpin' up through
my ventricles
Gladiators are sentinels
I see you pussy niggas out the optical
Eb
Gm
Catch your ass when it's optimal
Bb
Dm
Cm
Light you up like an optimo
Got a little legal with a colossuful
Fading me is impossible
Verse 3
Fuck boys so you gots go
your presence
Cm
Ab
Rose petals everywhere that I stroll
The chin creep up super slow like
Eb
Gm
drop the top on the slug
Hang the AK, h- hang the AK
Cm
Bb
The chin creep up super slow like
drop the top on the slug
(Hang the AK, h- hang the AK) bitch,
Verse 4
recognize a king in your presence
like an Acura
Gm
Cm
Gm
Cm
Verses full of vernacular
Creep up on ya like a tarantula
Darker than Blackula
And my insight is immaculate
Name on me is so accurate
Cm
Dm
Cm
Hoe, you don't know the half of it
We gon' send you home
with some fraction shit
Then relay on my tactics
I'm just out here tryna educate
Build you up mayne and elevate
Cm
Dm
Cm
Lift you up 'til you
levitate
Expediate the shit up to a better rate
Ignorance tend to hesitate
Verse 5
Fuck it then we gon' let 'em wait
your presence
Cm
Ab
Rose petals everywhere that I stroll
The chin creep up super slow like
Eb
Gm
drop the top on the slug
Hang the AK, h- hang the AK
Bb
Cm
The chin creep up super slow like
Pop off the trunk,
drop the top on the slug
(Hang the AK, h- hang the AK) bitch,
Verse 6
recognize a king in your presence
Dm
Bb
Hard as hell makin' millions
Ab
Cm
They get wet when you mention us
Even the white was there to hear 'bout it to think it,
mention us
Eb
Gm
fencing us in, life in the pen'
Dm
Gm
Bb
For selling shit you put in our hood,
die in the street
For a fraction of what I get now for a
soundin' fly on the beat, hmm
you should honor me
Bb
Dm
like when no one in front of me?
Cm
Cdim
How can I not acknowledge all the pimpin',
Ab
Cm
never ever disrespect the predecessor
Verse 7
Bitch, recognize a king in your presence
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsGm Bb Cm Eb Dm...
Gm
Bb
Cm
Eb
Dm
Ab
Cdim
Capo: 3
Transpose: 0
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