Intro Bm Gmaj7 Em7 Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba Bm Gmaj7 Da-da, off-Season Em7 Let's work, heyBm Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga's faith Gmaj7 Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Em7 Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith Bm I was doin' eighty on the interstate tryna make it back before my class started Gmaj7 Country nigga never seen a passport Em7 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Bm Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court, watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard Gmaj7 'Ville nigga never seen nothing Em7 'Cept a fucking triple beam jumping Bm Good dope leave a fiend krumping, made it out, it gotta mean somethingVerse 1:
Gmaj7 Either you gon' hustle or that nigga Em7 Uncle Sam got yo' ass re-enlisting Bm 2-6, murder scene pumping, better leave it tucked if you ain't dumping Gmaj7 Pow, pow, nigga, he slumping Em7 Twelve comin', we ain't seen nothing Bm Time change, niggas ain't rumbling no more, nah, what for? Hungry for more Gmaj7 Em7 If you solo these vocals, listen close and you can hear grumbling Bm Multi' and I'm still munching, big bag, never fear fumbling Gmaj7 Want smoke? Nigga don't choke Em7 I'm a whole fuckin' nicotine company Bm Dreamville the Army, not a Navy, how could you ever try to play me? Gmaj7 Em7 Kill 'em on a song, walk up out the booth, do the Westbrook rock-a-baby Bm I never fall out with the bro, hate when your family turn into foe Gmaj7 We had a penthouse on the road Em7 Interior decorated with the hoes Bm Just like a multiple-choice getting chose, my niggas like "Eenie, meenie, miney, moe" Gmaj7 Scoop up a dime-piece like we homeless Em7 Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon-toed Bm Out of the concrete was a rose and winters was cold Gmaj7 Had to go over and stand by the stove Em7 We from the Southeast, niggas know Bm This where the opps creep real slow won't vote but they mob deep with the poles Gmaj7 I punch the time sheet, not no more Em7 And now my assigned seat is the throneOutro Bm Gmaj7 Em7 Bm Gmaj7 Em7 Bada-ba, bada-ba, bada-ba, ah-ahBm Plottin' my escape, this game rot a nigga's faith Gmaj7 Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe Em7 Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith Bm I was doin' eighty on the interstate tryna make it back before my class started Gmaj7 Country nigga never seen a passport Em7 'Til I popped off and got a bag for it Bm Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court, watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard Gmaj7 'Ville nigga never seen nothing Em7 'Cept a fucking triple beam jumping Bm Good dope leave a fiend krumping, made it out, it gotta mean something Gmaj7 Made it out, it gotta mean something Em7 Made it out, it gotta mean something
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