Edición
Rapstar
Polo G
Hall of Fame
Instrumento
guitarra
Tipo
acordes
Versión
estudio
Idioma
English
Tono
Afinación
Capotraste
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[Intro]
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Am F

(Shout out my nigga Synco)

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[Estribillo]
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C Am

Uh (Tuned up), copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag

F C

Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it

Am

I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'

F C

Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'

Am

I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?

F

I been makin' like two thousand a minute

C

So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'

Am

I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it

F

I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it

C

And we might have a child when I'm finished

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[Estrofa]
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Am

Uh, I won't love a ho, after we fuck, she can't get near me

F C

Only bitch I give a conversation to is Siri

Am

My pants Amiri, yes, I'm winnin', clearly

F C

I'm the chosen one, seen my potential, so they fear me

Am

Lately I've been prayin', God, I wonder, can You hear me?

F C

Thinkin' 'bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly

Am

Stay down 'til you come up, I've been stickin' to that theory

F C

Every day a battle, I'm exhausted and I'm weary

Am

Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary

F C

I fought through it all, but that shit hurt me severely

Am

I've been gettin' high to hide behind my insecurities

F

Takin' different pills, but I know it ain't gon'-

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[Estribillo]
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C Am

Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag

F C

Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it

Am

I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'

F C

Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'

Am

I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?

F

I been makin' like two thousand a minute

C

So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'

Am

I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it

F

I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it (Uh, uh)

C

And we might have a child when I'm finished

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[Estrofa]
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Am

They say I'm Pac rebirth, never put out a weak verse

F C

Homicides when we lurk, I'ma step 'til my feet hurt

Am

Weren't puttin' them streets first

White tees turned burgundy t-shirts

F C

Lookin' for somethin' real, he stuck in a deep search

Am

Anxiety killin' me, I just want to leave Earth

F C

When they ask if I'm okay, it just make everything seem worse

Am

Try and explain your feelings, sound like something you rehearsed

F C

Stabbed me in my back with a clean smirk

Am

Lookin' so deep into your eyes, I can read your thoughts, so

F C

Shut the fuck-, I mean, please don't talk

Am

I done been through too much and I don't need another loss

F C

Put that on every war scar for every battle I fought

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[Estribillo]
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C Am

Uh (Tuned up), copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag

F C

Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it

Am

I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'

F C

Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin'

Am

I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'?

F

I been makin' like two thousand a minute

C

So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin'

Am

I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it

F

I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it

C Am

And we might have a child when I'm finished

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[Outro]
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F C

When I'm finished, when I'm finished

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