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[Intro 1] [C][D][Am][Em][G][Em] [C][D][Am][Em] [G](Daytrip took it [Em]to [Verse 1] 10, hey) [C]Huh, ballin' [Verse 2] [C]nigga, tell [G]me what the [D]bank says And I think [C]that the [Em]Rol lie gon' hit harder with the gold face If shawty bad, [C]she don't need [D]no man, then she okay I'm [Am]on his ass, bullets [Em]comin' fast if he [G]owe [Em]me I'm [C]on it (top) I seek it, you [D]got it (got), beat it [C]She gon' heal my sou[Em]l, beat on the bea[G]t We can't [Em]hide it, [C]we been slang[D]in' iron in the streets With my niggas dy[Am]in' 'bout m[Em]e, screamin' murder, throwin' them [G]B's I [C]took it to another level, [D]follow, you breathe [Am]I'm hurtin' on another l[C]evel, [Em]this is all on me Shawty, right [C]before the night though, [D]hold on me [Am]Soon as the lights down,[C] don't sleep[Em] Me and my niggas lookin' for the [C]scene [Verse 3] Who want it? [C]Fuck who makin' [D]more money Run [Am]it up, but it ain't help [Em]nothin', no [G]If I ain't with [C]my brothers then I'm all on my [D]own I was runnin' from the [Am]pain and I'm the one who [Em]they chose This shit ain't [G]ever [Em]make me change, I'm [C]a rider [D]Grew up with them shottas Go [Am]shoppin' and we spendin' [Em]every dollar [G]He tryna tex[Em]t my mains, we gon' rob[C] him I [D]know they ain't forgotten [Am]We from the nawf, only thing n[Em]ot th[G]e same, [Verse 4] that money higher [Em]She don't [C]need a nigga, leave a nigga, run off [D]with that bag He won't [Am]hurt a nigga, leave a nig[Em]ga, hit him with that mag Her intentions [C]was to leave a nigga, try [D]to do me bad You can [Am]run off [Em]with materialistics, but not with these bands Ho leave bands, [C]I'ma hit with that chopper his ass[D] Dirty money, we clean 'em with rags [C]Took the air, con[Em]ceal 'em in bags [G]All his money [Em]talk, [C]too much mouthin' out my pant[D]s I just want them [Am]bundles of blue [C]hunnids in my [Em]pants Got my Glock out, nigga, like [C]Who want it? [Verse 5] Fuck who makin' [D]more money Run it [Am]up, but it ain't help nothi[Em]n', no [G]If I ain't with my brother [C]s then I'm all on my [D]own I was runnin' from the [Am]pain and I'm the one who [Em]they chose This [G]shit ain't ever make me [C]change, I'm a rider [D]Grew up with them shottas Go [Am]shoppin' and we spendin' [Em]every dollar He tryna [G]text my [Em]mains[C], we gon' rob him I [D]know they ain't forgotten [Am]We from the nawf, only thing n[Em]ot the same, that [G]money higher [Outro 1] [G][C][D][Am][G] [Em][C][D]
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