Key: D# minor
Verse 1
F
Am
F
Am
Yeah, uh, yeah
F
Up all night on the grind just to provide
Tryna get some more changes,
So I ain't really trippin'
After six months,
E
Am
you won't hear from him
Keepin' it G, got my peers bubblin'
F
E
Am
Cuz I shine who I grind with
No, it's not a gimmick,
get pigeon -held
Feelin' like a coin in a wishing well
F
Am
I wish these bitches didn't get some tell
Spit sick, call it sickle cell
fill a tank with premium,
F
Am
OG Jordans you see me in Space Jam and no Bugs Bunny,
always see me with the green
like I'm Doug Funnie
F
Am
If you talking down better run from it,
they always talking money,
I see it as a facade
Prince part of Blake Griffin,
I'm slam dunking alive
They try to blow us out,
but we still got flam
F
E
I'm a young Mack and these hoes love it
and I ain't budgin'
F
E
Been stuntin', game runnin',
ain't frontin'
F
E
Am
Am
Uh Motherfucker
Am
C
Am
ain't playin' with you nerds
Huh
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