Weighting chords by Don trip

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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If it's paper to  (E flat minor) be made,
don't let name go to waste
You can't take it to your grave,
but you still gotta get paid
Fuck you waitin' on,
fuck you waitin' on
Fuck you waitin' I
what the fuck you waitin' on?
I hear everything you say, yeah
You out here runnin' the place
Nigga try you, you gon' spray
If you really bout the action,
fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on?
Fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on?
Way back then
when I was stayin' with my mama
We was so broke,
we never heard of Ben and Hunter
Four babies later like I never
heard of condoms
I'm in Target like I'm ballin',
spent a stack on they pajamas
Oh, I loved it back when I was comin' up
We ain't had nothin' in the Wal -Mart,
Lil' Ray
You know momma's on the budget,
most our clothes are size too big
Hand me down from Keith and Tim,
and as soon as we outgrew em'
Hand em' down to Boop and Bank
to get you where I'm headed
Can't forget about where I been
and some things I've seen and done
I wouldn't even tell the shrink
I mean everything I say,
everything I say
I meant it, told my old lawyer
Sue me
And that fucker really did it
If it's paper to be made
Don't let name go to waste
You can't take it to your grave
But you still gotta get paid
Fuck you waitin' on,
fuck you waitin' on
Fuck you waitin' on,
I said what the fuck you waitin' on
I had everything saved
Now you out here playin' to play
Nigga try you, you gon' spray
If you really bout the action,
fuck you waitin' on
I what the fuck you waitin' on?
Fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on?
I was like 19, rappin' with my nigga
Big Faith Mike
He said, trip you on your way,
don't get swallowed by the hype
It's some people you call friends
that's attracted to the likes
You think niggas got your back,
but it really got a knife
Ain't seen Mike since way back when,
we grew distant, but that's life
If I seen that n***a today,
I say, damn, you sure was right
I got people in the feds,
I go visit and send kites
Since I never done no time,
I can't tell you what that's like
Got a homie called a double murder,
he got double life
But my homie shoots a lawyer now,
so he can't help him fight
But ain't nothin' shoot can do
that's gon' reduce his sentence
I would say free that n***a,
but I know he did it
David's paper to be made,
don't let name go to waste
You can't take it to your grave,
but you still gotta get paid
Fuck you waitin' on,
fuck you waitin' on
Fuck what the fuck you waitin' on
I had everything saved,
now you out here runnin' play
Nigga try you, you gon' spray
If you really bout the action,
fuck you waitin' on
I said what the fuck you waitin' on,
fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on?
If it's paper to be made
Don't let name go to waste
You can take it to your grave
But you still gotta get paid
Fuck you waitin' on
Fuck you waitin' on
Fuck you waitin' on
I what the fuck you waitin' on?
I hear everything you say
Yeah, you out here runnin' play
Nigga try you, you gon' spray
If you really bout the action,
fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on?
Fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on?
If it's paper to be made
Don't let name go to waste
You can't take it to your grave
But you still gotta get paid,
fuck you waitin' on
Fuck you waitin' on
Fuck you waitin' on
I said, what the fuck you waitin' on
I hear everything you say
While you out here runnin' the place
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Nigga try you,  (E flat minor) don't spray