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Tono: B

Introducción:

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     Am         F  
(Shout out my nigga Synco)
C                                                              Am  
Uh (Tuned up), copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up
                F                                                                         C  
Like fuck it,'ma count while I'm in it
                                          Am  
I planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
                     F                                                                                      C  
Shit, I's it sound you winnin'
                                                             Am  
I'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
                                                  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'-
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
                                                     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
C                                                              Am  
Uh (Tuned up), copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up
                F                                                                         C  
Like fuck it,'ma count while I'm in it
                                          Am  
I planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin'
                     F                                                                                      C  
Shit, I's it sound you winnin'
                                                             Am  
I'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
                                                                                  F                         C  
When I'm finished, when I'm finished