Key: Bb major•
Intro 1
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Eb
Edim
Eb
Gm
Dm
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Edim
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Verse 1
I be the trilest shit I promise
A problem child
The kid is an indigo
Spit lyrical miracles
The panic is panoramic
You shoulda ran with
Niggaz who know better
When my cash is low
and slow like molasses
up the fastest
Herding the masses
I’m never lackin’
I’m always packin’
Gm
Eb
Dm
Always asking for niggaz to tax em’
I laugh at em’ and blast at em’
So fuck is up
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Eb
Your pockets fat, nigga run that
We hitting big, you feel them bills coming
you feel them bills coming
Dm
Bb
I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming
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Eb
Dm
They calling me the mad rapper
These niggaz acting like they hard
Treat the game like the court
And I run my block
Where I’m from the police
can’t stand us
Even when you put your hands up
Cuz more then likely shit
Dm
F
I probably had that gun nigga
Where I’m from it’s al
Eb
ways raining
Ain’t no sun nigga
Ain’t no fun nigga
to get some funds nigga
And I got 6 mother fuck
I’m going hard for em’ all
I ain’t playing witcha
I smell the money
I’m that type of nigga
that’s waiting in your kitchen
Bb
Dm
Eb
Your pockets fat, nigga run that
Bb
Eb
I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming
We hitting big, you feel them bills coming
you feel them bills coming
I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming
My click a conscious costar Nostra
You over owe us
It’s Hocus Pocus
Shit I’m so focused
with ocean motions
Hoping for me to stroke her
But I keep it flowing
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Bb
I’m wavy flowing
7 digits I hold
Cuz 7 figures the focus
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Gm
You could hold her and con sole her
And smoke foes in a moment
And over throw em’
Yo
Niggaz claiming they bang
Niggaz claiming they slang
is dopeless
Rappers rockin’ dresses chokers
Gm
Dm
Boulders crushing through that
O- zone layer shit
Dangerous
Better save your pennies when you
Lay it on your favorite
Labor like I’m slavin’ it
Dm
Bb
And cater to the panegyrists
Made some change
Left the block
Now they calling Migs a paradox
Megatron to the ops
You could put me in a box
With the Biggies and the Pacs
Cuz my shit will never stop
Fuck the politics and the critics
Bb
Eb
Your pockets fat, nigga run that
Bb
Eb
I caught a whiff, I smell a lick coming
We hitting big, you feel them bills coming
you feel them bills coming
Bb
Eb
Dm
F
I smell a lick coming
Eb
I been overzealous
Living in the trenches
And a record
Niggas is in this
Leading the blind
Leave it behind
Niggas is fiendin'
Seeing subpoenas
And sitting behind
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And niggas are dy ing
Claiming you realer
My nigga you lying
Card Ima pull it
Bang for the set
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All my niggas ill ride
Nigga you hiii
Tryna take mine
Ima react in a minute
Spinning in cycles
This feeling it feel like I'm
fighting my demons
Dm
Bb
Know it’s on sight when I see him
Dm
F
Bb
I got the scoop on your re- up
I got a conscious but need money
F
Bb
I got mine
All day
Due time
We'll see
Take yours
Now it's mine
F
Bb
It's my time
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