[Intro]
Bm7 F#m Bm7 F#m
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[Verse]
Bm
Ayy sick of these niggas
Bm7
Sick of these niggas
F#m
Hire some help
F#m
Get rid of these niggas
Bm7
Sick of this shit move to the Ritz
F#m
Turned out the bitch
Bm
It is what it is yeah
Bm7 F#m
Gle 'cause that Lambo movin' fast
Bm7
S Class G Class lotta class
F#m
In a rocket and that bitch ain't got no tags
F#m
Louis bags in exchange for body bags yeah
[Chorus]
Bm7
I'm sick of these niggas
Bm7
Sick of these niggas
F#m7 F#m
Hire some help
F#m
Get rid of these niggas
Bm7
Fuck what it was
Bm7
It is what it is
F#m
Whatever you did it is what it is
Bm D
And I'm so tired ■
F#m
I fuck with the mob and I got ties
Bm7
Knock you off to pay their tithes
Dmaj7 F#m7
They want me gone but don't know why
D
It's too late for all that loveydovey shit
F#m
I'm your brother shit all that other shit
Bm D
It's too late for all that ■
F#m
It's too late for all that ■ ayy
Bm
It's too late for all that loveydovey shit
F#m
I'm your brother shit all that other shit
Bm7
It's too late for all that ayy
F#m
It's too late for all that
Bm Bm7
Ayy sick of these niggas
Bm7
I'm sick of these niggas
F#m
Hire some help
F#m
Get rid of these niggas
Bm7
I'm not with the rara
Bm7
I am a Dada
F#m
My bitch in Chanel now
Bm
Your bitch in Escada
[Verse]
F#m
Yeah and they shook
F#m
Please don't let them fool ya
Bm
I don't care how they look
Bm
Heard all of the talkin'
F#m
Now it's quiet now it's shush
F#m
Twentynine is comin'
Bm
They on edge when I cook
Bm
Lead the league in scorin'
F#m
Man but look at my assists
F#m
Yes I be with Future
Bm
But I like to reminisce
Bm
I do not forget a thing
F#m
I'm patient it's a gift
Bm
Try to tell 'em they ain't got to do it
Bm
They insist
F#m
Yeah I can tell
Bm
I just gave 'em two for forty million like Chappelle
F#m
Standin' over coffin with a hammer and a nail
F#m
Heard you hit up so and so
[Chorus]
Bm
That name don't ring a bell nah
Bm7
Sick of these niggas
F#m
Hire some help
F#m
Get rid of these niggas
Bm7
I'm sick of this shit
Bm7
I'm runnin' a blitz
F#m
Whatever you did
F#m
It is what it is
Bm D
And I'm so tired ■
F#m
I fuck with the mob and I got ties
Bm Bm7
Knock you off to pay their tithes ■
D F#m7
They want me gone but don't know why
Bm
It's too late for all that loveydovey shit
D
I'm your brother shit
F#m7
All that other shit
Bm
It's too late for all that
D F#m
It's too late for all that ■ ayy
Bm
It's too late for all that loveydovey shit
Bm
I'm your brother shit
F#m
All that other shit
Bm7 Bm
It's too late for all that ayy ■
F#m
It's too late for all that
[Outro]
Bm7 F#m Bm7 F#m Bm7 F#m Bm F#m
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Bm F#m Bm F#m
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[End]
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