[Intro]
Em Dmaj7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7 Bm7 Em F#m Gmaj7
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Cmaj7 Bm7 Bm Em7
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[Verse]
Em F#m
Uh me and my niggas tryna get it ya bish
Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Hit the house lick tell me is you with it ya bish
Cmaj7
Home invasion was persuasive
B7 Em7 Em
From nine to five I know its vacant ya bish
F#m
Dreams of living life like rappers do
G
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
C Cmaj7 B7
I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros
B7
Then Usher Raymond Let it Burn came on
Em F#m
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen ya bish
G C
Parked the car then we start rhyming ya bish
Cmaj7
The only thing we had to free our mind
B7 Bm Em
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
F#m
You looking like an easy come up ya bish
G C Cmaj7
A silver spoon I know you come from ya bish
B7
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
B7
Go at a reverend for the revenue
[Chorus]
Em
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
F#m7 Gmaj7
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Em7
■ Everybody gon' respect the shooter
F#m7 Gmaj7 Em Em7
But the one in front of the gun lives forever ■
F#m7 G Em7
And I been hustlin' all day this a way that a way
Em7
Through canals and alleyways just to say
F#m7 Gmaj7 Em7
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
A dollar might just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel
B7 Em
A dollar might say Fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel
F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
A dollar might just make that lane switch that's just how I feel
B7 Bm7 Bm Em
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel
[Verse]
Em7 Em F#m
Dreams of living life like rappers do
G C
Bump that new Eminus forty at the school
Cmaj7
You know big ballin' with my homies
B7
Earl Stevens had us thinking rational
Em Em7 Em F#m
Back to reality we poor ya bish
G Cmaj7
Another casualty at war ya bish
B7
Two bullets in my uncle Tony head
Em
He said one day I'd be on tour ya bish
F#m7
That Louis Burger never be the same
Gmaj7 Em7
A Louis belt'll never ease that pain
F#m7
But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin'
F#m Gmaj7 Em
Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin'
F#m7
Gang signs out the window ya bish
Gmaj7 Em7
Hoping all of 'em offend you ya bish
F#m7
They say your hood is a pot of gold
Bm
And we gon' crash it when nobody's home
[Chorus]
Em7
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Cmaj7
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
B7 Bm7 Em
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
F#m F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
And I been hustlin' all day this a way that a way
Cmaj7
Through canals and alleyways just to say
B7 Em7 Em Em7
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel ■ ■
F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
A dollar might just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel
Bm7 B7 Em Em7
A dollar might say Fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel ■
F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
A ■ dollar might just make that lane switch that's just how I feel
B7 Em7
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel
Em F#m
Be the last one out to get this dough No way
G
Love one of you bucketheaded hoes No way
Cmaj7
Hit the streets then we break the code No way
B7
Hit the brakes when they on patrol No way
Em7
Be the last one out to get this dough No way
F#m G
Love one of you bucketheaded hoes No way
Cmaj7
Hit the streets then we break the code No way
B7
Hit the brakes when they on patrol No way
[Verse]
Em
Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
F#m7 Gmaj7
Santa Claus don't miss them stockings liquor spilling pistols popping
Em7
Baking soda YOLA whipping ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
F#m7 Gmaj7
My homeboy just domed a nigga I just hope the Lord forgive him
Em
Pots with cocaine residue everyday I'm hustlin'
F#m7 Gmaj7
What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government
Em7 Em
Gotta provide for my daughter 'n' 'em get the fuck up out my way bitch
F#m7 Gmaj7
Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade bitch
Em
Drop that work up in the bushes hope them boys don't see my stash
F#m G
If they do tell the truth this the last time you might see my ass
C Cmaj7 C
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut them serpents lurking blood
B7 Bm7
Bitches selling pussy niggas selling drugs but it's all good
Em7
Broken promises steal yo' watch and tell you what time it is
F#m F#m7 Gmaj7 Em7
Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a Footlocker is
Em
In the streets with a heater under my dungarees
F#m7 Gmaj7
Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree
[Chorus]
Em7
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
F#m7 Gmaj7
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Cmaj7
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
Bm7 Em
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
F#m7 Gmaj7 Cmaj7
And I been hustlin' all day this a way that a way
Cmaj7
Through canals and alleyways just to say
B7 B7
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
[Outro]
B7
Kendrick just bring my car back man
B7
Ii called in for another appointment
B7
I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyway
B7
Look shit shit
B7
I just wanna get out the house man
B7
This man is on one he feelin' good as a motherfucker
B7
Shit I'm tryna get my thing goin' too
B7
I'm going to Marilyn house just bring my car back
B7
Shit he faded
He feelin' good
Look listen to him
See he high as hell
Shit he ain't even trippin' off them damn dominoes no more
Just bring the car back
[End]
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