1942 Flows

[Verse 1]
C#m
Started off poor with plans to earn more
A
Now we own stores and fuck the baddest whores
F#m
I was on tour with niggas that's so raw
Started selling white, we won't sell it no more
C#m
I'm like, Trump ain't feeling us, cops still killing us
A
Niggas taking shots, can't stop me, they ain't real enough
F#m
Cut her off, act like she's dead and it's killing her
New dawn, Hermes seat, I left the ceiling up
C#m
Just to get to kill 'em softly
Ooh, get them off me, try to crucify me
A
Like I'm Jesus the way she cross me
F#m
I'm too bossy and too thorough to move like a weirdo
                           C#m
On point like an arrow, we started off with zero
                     A
Now I'm seeing M's, diamonds like water and they jumping out the gym
F#m
Shooting like Harden if your head was the rim
'Cause niggas wanna line me like a shape up in the trim, damn
 
[Refrain]
C#m
Back when I was broke, they was cool with it
A
Now every move I make, I'm in the news with it
F#m
Even if I ain't do it, they be like, you did it
My teacher always used to tell me you gon' lose nigga
C#m
That's why I never went to school nigga
A
And why I'm rapping like I got something to prove nigga
F#m
Went and bought the mansion with the pool in it
Billy with the stamp, I geting two with it'
 
[Verse 2]
C#m
Move with it 'cause these niggas wanna take my life
A
No [?] form against me, every time I pray at night
F#m
Scoopin' thotties in the Phantom, that's the way of life
And make them fuck their best friends like they was dykes
C#m
Reaching for the Glock, every time I play the light
A
I'm on 12 o'clock, every time I play them bikes
F#m
I'm with the pack, huh
Getting pack, yeah
Spend dope, nigga
Selling smack, gang
C#m
I'm gettin' chips off music like Rap Snacks
A
Yeah, 10 mil in cash [?] that's a fact
F#m
Money, pie, respect
Eating, brothers on the jet
I know these niggas upset
They ain't see me fall yet
Wins and losses
 
[Chorus]
C#m                 A
They wanna see me fall
                         F#m
And I will never sell my soul
I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before
Dream chasing, catching all my goals
C#m                 A
I don't need these hoes
I'm getting money, me and all my woes
F#m
Play with me, you know is all I want
The young niggas going all out for us
 
[Verse 3]
C#m
Bloggers in the frenzy, truck to the Bently
A
Ain't doing no interviews, I'm busy, nigga we litty
F#m
So when you see me out don't ask me about no Nicki
Fuck I look like telling my business on Wendy
C#m
Niggas gossip like queens, we was serving fiends
A
.40 bust your windows out, Jazmine Sullivan
F#m
They told 'em pop Mollys, I told 'em to be kings
Sipping 19, 42 like it's lean
C#m
I done seen all these niggas try to down play my dreams
A
So I'ma give it to 'em everytime I'm on the scene
F#m
Pull up, Ghost, Ghost, Wraith, Wraith when you see me
Some suckers wanna be me and some suckers wanna live me, I know it
C#m
I go through it, don't' show it
                      A
I told niggas who wrote it, ain't taking back what I quoted
F#m
Started off with a quarter, flipped that to a half, turned that to an ounce
                                                  C#m
Got some shit in the stash, nigga say that he gon' rob me, put a brick on his ass
                        A
Now every killer in my city tryna look for his ass
                           F#m
And one thing 'bout Meek Milly, I'ma get to a bag
Had to starve all day just to get to it fast
                      C#m
Like Ramadan, toting K's like it's Palestine
                   A
Real niggas in my ambiance, bottom line
                  F#m
Ever since I met Ross and signed a dotted line
I gave my mama ten thousand at least a thousand times
Do the math on it
 
[Chorus]
C#m                 A
They wanna see me fall
                         F#m
And I will never sell my soul
I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before
Dream chasing, catching all my goals
C#m                 A
I don't need these hoes
I'm getting money, me and all my woes
F#m
Play with me, you know is all I want
The young niggas going all out for us
 
[Verse 4]
C#m
Talking, this my cocky flow
A
Damn Daniel, why you selling Mr. Miyagi though
F#m
This that rose gold Patek, call me like '94
Mean nothing to me, I tell how I gotta go rain slick
C#m
On that corner when the block was slow
A
Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin' though
F#m
Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like adiós
In the field, knock 'em down, it look like dominos, young nigga
C#m                             A
I turn my Impala to a Wraith, when you get a dollar they gon' hate
 F#m
Bought my mom the crib with that gate, private school for all them babies
Now they straight, nigga
 
[Chorus]
C#m                 A
They wanna see me fall
                         F#m
And I will never sell my soul
I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before
Dream chasing, catching all my goals
C#m                 A
I don't need these hoes
I'm getting money, me and all my woes
F#m
Play with me, you know is all I want
The young niggas going all out for us