Verse
F#
Blood all on the Rick's, Rick's, Rick's, Rick's, Rick's
A#m
I'm richer than a bitch, bitch, bitch, white bitch
B
Blue face everywhere
Pull up, they stare
G#m
Fendi, my underwear
Bm F#
She suck my dick she like "Damn"
A#m
I didn't need a money counter, (Count em')
B
Money all over the kitchen counter (Count em')
G#m
I think I need me a money counter, (Count em')
Bm F#
Money all over the kitchen counter
Call my doctor to handle my pain
A#m
Perky's taking my life away
I'm a bag your bitch, because I can
B
I'm a go take your wife away
Choppa on me Afghanistan
G#m
That bitch kill many men
Bm
Over the bag, over the cash, yeah
F#
I'm a money fan
Over the bag, on your ass, yeah
A#m
Hoppin out the van
Switched up to the Lamb
B
How you niggas like me now, yeah
No limit, the gang
G#m
Try it, they gonna shoot you down, yeah
Bm
Loaded up, they gone gun you down
[Chorus]
F#
They say hard work pays off, I've been feeling paid off
A#m
Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg
B
Put the chopper to your head, and take it off
G#m Bm F#
Fast break, taking off, dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah
Keep niggas on they toes
A#m
I ain't never play fair, throwin elbows
B
This an AK, yeah, bullet to your skull
G#m Bm
Damn, now its blood all on my Rick Owens
[Verse 2]
F#
They say hard work pays off, I've been feeling paid off
A#m
Dripping on them everyday, steak sauce
B
Put the chopper to your head, take it off
G#m
Fast lane, taking it off
Bm
Breaking your ankle, Chris Paul
F#
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A#m
I'm so on 'em now my legacy will never fade
B
I've been traumatized before but still I'm not afraid
G#m Bm
I done seen friends turn foe it don't amaze me
F#
Came from the bottom of the creek that shit was ugly
A#m
Made it to the top of the mountain drankin' muddy
B
Everyone around me change and I feel so neglected
G#m Bm F#
Hopping on the bird, with some birds, they respected (Yeah, yeah)
A#m
24/7 everyday we get it in (Yeah, yeah)
B G#m Bm
Yeah, started living out my dream, feel like I was born again
[Chorus]
F#
They say hard work pays off, I've been feeling paid off
A#m
Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg
B
Put the chopper to your head, and take it off
G#m Bm F#
Fast break, taking off, dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah
Keep niggas on they toes
A#m
I ain't never play fair, throwin elbows
B
This an AK, yeah, bullet to your skull
G#m Bm
Damn, now its blood all on my Rick Owens