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[Verse 1] Bbm Gb Ebm Bbm
BbmToo much thinking, on top of that, I'm getting high and drinking AbI'm floating on cloud 9, watching these niggas sinking BbmNo blinking, you blink too much, you lose your turn GbSleep is the cousin of death, you might as well pick your urn BbmI been talking my intentions, now it's time to go and do it AbTake you were I come from, that influence on my music BbmAin't no U-turns on this path, think before you choose it AbHold this autograph, come get your cEbmash and try to use it I came here unexpected, AbI'mma leave a legend DbBrought up in this hell, how I'm breathing heaven BbmI swear I fear I hear my niggas laughing while I'm balling BbmWoke up this morning the weed and alcohol calling BbmLiving that life of a Mac, kicking them hoes out often BbmAsk 'em when they coming back, knowing that they done lost 'em EbmHit them bitches from the back, I ain't want all the talking BbmDon't be blowing up my jack, flat line on that cat
[Hook]
BbmLet's get this money, then let's make it stack Then let's make history cause they can't take that back BbmBack to balling and spending, running up in these women Got a bitch out the movie, take a look how I'm living BbmAnd do you know what it took? I take you back down the road Before the riches and bitches and the platinum and gold BbmI got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don't ball up and die, I bomb back on them hoes
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
BbmI'm tryna buy my soul from Satan, I can't keep up with payments Strange writings on the wall got me feeling like a cavemen BbmCall that shit the "Days Inn," life is so degrading BbmBut to my last statement, I keep praying 'til it's "Amen" BbmTop is where I'm aiming, left the way I came in EbmI'ma keep on raving 'til them islands is the Caymens BbmAnd my bitch from Mexico, she don't know she next to go Suit yourself, then screw yourself! Shoot yourself, Plaxico! BbmBang, bang! Thought you were a giant BbmCouldn't hear the mournings, but I bet you hear them sirens AbFirst I close my eyelids, then everything is quiet I could go out in silence, but I would prefer the riot EbmI catch the first star with my fist raised, VeBbmrsace shades, my french braids AbHad sick chains since 6th grade, safe to say we've been slaved EbmThese niggas tryna shoot me! These crackers tryna sue me! AbWake up to your favourite actresses, my life is like a movie, boy!
[Hook]
BbmLet's get this money, then let's make it stack Then let's make history cause they can't take that back BbmBack to balling and spending, running up in these women Got a bitch out the movie, take a look how I'm living BbmAnd do you know what it took? I take you back down the road Before the riches and bitches and the platinum and gold BbmI got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don't ball up and die, I bomb back on them hoes
[Verse 3]
BbmHeat up in the winter, so I'm cooler come the summer GbWe out here, gambling AruEbmba money, sucka BbmP.Y.T. all the way up to cougar, I'mma crush her AbAnd I always been a rebel, never been a cuffer BbmYou just talk it, you don't does it, so all those who suffer AbYou so humble out in public, computer make you tougher EbmI got Rosé by the bottle, bitches by the car-load Ab6 or 7 new ones, I'm switching up the tomorrow BbmBitch I sleep in the Apollo, I'm always on stage BbmI should take my show to broadway cause that hallway like a grave AbCan't no bitch get in my mind, so I know it's physical I kick out the dimes, I think I'm invincible EbmI climbed to the top, now I'm piBbmssing off the pinnacle I pray to God that I get rich, getEbmting money spiritual Diamond in my physicals, thBbmat's why I'mma stand out EbmYou don't got your hand in, yBbmou just got you hand out, son
[Hook]
BbmLet's get this money, then let's make it stack Then let's make history cause they can't take that back BbmBack to balling and spending, running up in these women Got a bitch out the movie, take a look how I'm living BbmAnd do you know what it took? I take you back down the road Before the riches and bitches and the platinum and gold BbmI got it all from the work, no contract in my soul I don't ball up and die, I bomb back on them hoes