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Orjinal Ton: E | Dbm | C#m
Seçili Ton: |Kapo: 0
C#m  B  G#m  A 

C#m          B
 Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
G#m            A
 College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
C#m             B
 Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
G#m                            A                                       C#m
 These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey

C#m             B
 Off the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin' (juice)
G#m                A
 Copped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (yeah)
C#m         B
 Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
G#m         A
 Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
 
G#m
 Addy boys, got some sixties in my bag (oh, yeah)
                      A
 Lips sealed, I ain't pillow talkin', I'm not rat (no)
C#m             B
 In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (bling)
G#m              A
 Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of strips (strips)
C#m              B
 All this money, when I grew up, I had nothin' (nothin')
G#m                        A
 Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgustin' (disgustin')
C#m                      B
 Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm livin' comfortably (Thank God)
G#m                        A
 Getting checks, I don't believe her, she say she done with me
C#m                  B
 Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way (oh-woah)
G#m                  A
 Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ (PJ)
C#m                   B
 Yeah, I'm a big dog, and I walk around with no leash (Oh)
G#m                  A
  I got water on me, yeah, everythin' on Fiji

C#m          B
 Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
G#m            A
 College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
C#m             B
 Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
G#m                            A                                       C#m
 These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey

C#m             B
 Off the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin' (juice)
G#m                A
 Copped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (yeah)
C#m          B
 Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
G#m          A
 Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

C#m              B
 I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' 'Wock, hey (hey)
G#m        A
 Adderall, Fentanyl, Xanax bars, ayy (Hey)
C#m                   B
 I was fifteen, I was sippin' codeine with my dawg, ayy (codeine)
G#m                   A
 Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel nauseous (promethazine)
C#m                   B
 Put up a stick and I hop on a plane
 
 I'm still in my war ways (war ways)
G#m                  A
 Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted
 
He blessed me with fortune and fame (Fortune and fame, nice)
C#m                        B
 I made my first fifty, I couldn't go back empty
 
I knew I was stuck to the game (stuck)
G#m                      A
I'm loyal and I'll never change
 
I'm never gon' go against the grain (go 'gainst the grain)
C#m
I'm never gon' be one turn on my brother when polices got us detained (Nah)
G#m                          A
  I won't never love a bitch more than my mother
 
And that's on my government name (nah)
C#m                           B
  I can't be no sucker, ain't hatin' on no one
 
I wish everybody get paid (paid)
G#m                           A
  'Cause we countin' up every day (every day)

Gettin' high 'til I land in the grave

C#m           B
  Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
G#m             A
  College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
C#m              B
  Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
G#m                             A
  These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey

C#m              B
  Off the juice (juice), codeine got me trippin' (juice)
G#m                 A
  Copped the coupe (coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (yeah)
C#m          B
  Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
G#m          A
  Ice (ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'

C#m  B                G#m  A
      Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
C#m  B  G#m  A
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