Intro
E E B7 E
A A E E
E E B7 B7
E E B7 B7
[Verse 1]
B7 B7
Look, listen
E B7
I met Hov last week, that shit was hella cool
A B7
Diddy introduced me as best of the new school
E B7
Not so shabby for an Alabama b*tch
B7
For gettin' rich
E
I got respect from heavy hitters
B7
And Diddy without a disc
A
And now, I came to deliver
A
I'm off of Twitter
E B7
And in your speakers we gon' see who really f*ckin' with her
E
Man I can't wait to see the jaws drop
B7
Collectively when these songs drop
E B7
Notorious with the artpop, one hell of a picture
A E
And I know, I ain't got no hourglass figure
A E
But I can get smaller while my pockets gettin' bigger
A E
They worried 'bout me and not who out with they n*gga
A E
They break they own heart and now they windin' up bitter
E B7
And now they start projecting all their clouds on me
E B7
I guess it's fine to let 'em take it out on me
A
Y'all do what you do, yeah
E A
'Cause I guess I write these songs about you
A E
('Cause I guess I write these songs about you)
E
Do-do-do, do
[Chorus]
A E
And I'm havin' the time of my life
B7
You gotta pay me to care, yeah-yeah, look
A E
And I anticipated this flight
B7
And now I'm up in the air, the air, oh
A A
Oh, I have only dreamed of these heights
E
And now they takin' me there
B7 E B7
Mmm-mm, just let them talk, talk, talk
E
Yeah, that seems fair
[Verse 2]
B7
Look, listen
A E
I ain't no - average n*gga, that pick of a litter
A E
I'd sooner have a hit, if my ass was a little bit bigger
A
Sat back and watch me findin' ways
E A
I can come and obliterate the whole game
E
These b*tches think that I'm plain
E
These b*tches think that I'm plain
E A
They doin' shit I ain't fun dah, it's like my name isn't Jane
E A
I'm 22 makin' money, I feel too blessed to complain
E
But I'm much better than the next man
A
I'm married to the game
E
And I swear God has been the best, man
[Bridge]
E
I sound too fuckin' pressed, man
B7 E B7
Let's backtrack the accolades, I have that
E B7
The pressure fuckin' stacked that
E B7
At the weight of a gravel backpack
E B7
This shit I wrote a month ago
E B7
Outdated just like snapbacks
E B7 E B7
And Seven told me if I want that body, I can snapback
E A E A
And gonna tag rap and hit 'em so hard
E A
They wonder what happened
A
No cappin', hoes lackin'
A A
I said it, what's crackin'?
[Verse 3]
E B7 E B7
I set the precedent, at this point I'm your president
E B7 E B7
Now, how you sick as me becoming function as the medicine?
E B7 E B7
Say lightbulb, no Edison. I fought hard, they let us in
E B7 E B7
Competitive, I knock these b*tches lights out like a sedative
E B7 E B7
Your fave got hella hits, becomin sixth for writers credited
E A E A
My lyrics come embedded, I breathe and these n*ggas sweatin'
E B7 E B7
Your favorite rapper no better, his favorite rapper OG (OG)
E B7 E B7
My favorite rapper my brother, his favorite rapper is me
E B7 E B7
You pay to get in and see us, we play and get in for free
E B7
In wich I prayed on each of my visions
E B7
Now everybody gon' see.
[Chorus]
A E
And I'm havin' the time of my life
B7
You gotta pay me to care, yeah-yeah, look
A E
And I anticipated this flight
B7
And now I'm up in the air, the air, oh
A A
Oh, I have only dreamed of these heights
E
And now they takin' me there
B7 E B7
Mmm-mm, just let them talk, talk, talk
E
Yeah, that seems fair
[Verse 3]
E A
Say my intensity impractical
E A
My pen is tactical
E A
Yeah, I'm the actual
E B7 E
I smack fire out these lists, like "Bitch, be rational"
B7 E
Professional truth-teller
B7 E B7 E
When I'm in the booth, I can make the roof swell up
A E A E
Top blown, not sloppy what I own, no copies exist
A E
They put that ice on their wrists
A E
I put that fire in these hits
A E
I put my trust in my God
A E
I'm not gon' fight with no b*tch
A E
I'm not gon' argue no more
A E
Already know what it is
E
I'm the better option, a problem to coexist
A E
I been quietly gettin' tired of this shit
A E
When I quit growin', I'll get tired of this shit
A E
When they start caring 'bout the likes and the clicks
A E
When they stop ridin' on d*cks
A
That's when I'll rise in that conversation like
A
I'm in your lady friends thighs
A E A
Apologize if I'm talkin' shit, I earned it
A A
This industry shit, I kept low and learned it
A
I claimed it then I affirmed
E B7
My losses was always worth it
E B7
My genius they never heard it
E B7
My billboard a conversation
E B7
My come up was picture perfect
Bagikan Chords / Lirik Lagu ini ke teman-temanmu :
