Tono: B
Introducción:
Bm Em
So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
Bm
Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
Yeah
Em
Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's arena talk
Bm
You still on your Training Day, you Ethan Hawke
Em
Rappers with your get rich quick scheme gimmicks
Bm
Instead of hating you should focus on your sixteenth minute
Em
We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen image
Bm
I'ma be around forever like a Springsteen ticket
C
I'm just bathing in success, yeah I rinse clean with it
G
I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki pivot
Em
I got blitzkrieg critics
They ain't wastin' no time
Bm
But I ain't wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no mind
Em
That's a lie, I be snappin'
Bm
That's my fault, I'm adjustin' to people spreadin' lies about me
Just hatin' and judging
Em
For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of some clout
Bm
Shit's been stressful, I just need some pretty hoes with some mouth
C
Put my home in the South, 10K square feet
G
Name your favorite rappers now, let's play "where's he?"
Em
Probably chasin' a hit, probably lost in LA
Bm
Probably paying for likes, probably paying for plays
Em
Probably owns a Corolla, but probably rents the Aventador
Bm
Business manager furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
Em
Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin'
Bm
I got angels all around me, y'all can keep on sinnin'
C
'Cause ain't no way y'all are fuckin' up my light light
G
I spent two million just on taxes, somethin' light light
Em
In hindsight, I was right all along, life of a don
Bm
Writin' songs, all those hooks were a fight to get on
Em
You gotta see it way before it happens, yes yes
Bm
I'ma be the greatest, I won't settle for next best
Em
Got your girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
Bm
Plus she likes girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
C
First class Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
G
SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm arrivin'
Em
Presidential treatment, ooh this life so good
Bm
White skin, they can't believe that I got friends in the hood
Em
I know the love songs and melodies throw y'all off
Bm
Don't give a fuck about your face tats, we know y'all soft
Em
People we know with face tats got them for a reason
Bm
You use them for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin'
C
A lot of kids are poppin' xans and sippin' lean now
G
A lot of rappers using Instagram to teach how
Em
A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't read 'bout
Bm
'Cause they don't follow rappers, they just follow fiends now
Em
But I'm the bad guy for callin' it out
Bm
I come in clutch with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out
Em
I only get in trouble when I say the truth
Bm
Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you fools
C
Do your research before you try and speak on my name
G
Rappers wearing CZs and leasing the chains
Em
The beats classic, I amaze myself
Bm
I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay myself
Em
Fuck the capes of society, I saved myself
Bm
Even after all the millions bitch, I stayed myself
Em
I still take my mom with me, Bugus still right here
Bm
New people think my buzz got here in a lightyear
C
Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
G
I eat Nigerian, save some moimoi for me
Em
Yeah, lot of y'all girls I coulda hit
Bm
But I'm the type to pass the pussy to stay home and cut a hit
Em
Never fuck a chick at her house, she got exes
Bm
I just bought a crib, I got guns, I got exits
Em
Cameras at the entrance
Try if you want to
Bm
Bugus told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you"
C
I'm an idol, people treat me like Billy
G
Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
Em
Take the studio with me
Set up shop in the telly
Bm
I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like Belly
Em
There ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that shit
Bm
Fake convos before favors, I hate that shit
Em
Yesterday turned down a 150,000
Bm
I ain't trippin' 'bout it
I get that every week like allowance
C
From my independent catalog
G
Fuck these rec league rappers tryna battle 'Bron
Em
Stay in your lane, this is big business
Bm
Move bitch, get back like Chris Bridges
Em
I remember only sellin' like six tickets
Bm
Now I make the girls crazy like Sid Vicious
Em
I coulda played it different, coulda silenced all my truths
Bm
Coulda buddied up with rappers for the sake of looking cool
Em
But it's not in me to be fake, I can't do it
Bm
I can see through it, man this game is translucent
Em
They twist the truth for the headline drama
Bm
Clicks create traffic, traffic creates dollars
Em
The sheep believe it, they ain't up on game yet
Bm
Smooth rides ain't as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
Em
Controversy is currency, controversy is clout
Bm
That's why my haters keep my name in their mouth
C
Y'all are hopeless, this is a decade of devotion
G
It's hard to stop my movement when I'm already in motion
Em
This ain't luck, this is by design
Bm
I had to work in the dark for my light to shine
Em
A lot of people are dope, they just quit too soon
Bm
A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
Em
My confidence plus my success is just a mirror for some
Bm
It forces them to look around and see what they haven't done
C
That's a line for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
G
Judging every move I make, y'all distractin' yourselves
Em
You could do this shit too if you wanted
Bm
But you would rather sit around and bitch and make comments
Em
Oh well, suit yourself, be miserable
Bm
I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, that's the visual
Em
I saw this coming in my hoodie with the plaid flannel
Bm
I bet on myself, yeah I had to gamble
C
I feel like I'm half god, half mammal
G
Bitch I turned my life into the Travel Channel
Em
I'm not home, I'm in Stockholm
Bm
With heated floors and the beds with the soft foam
Em
It's like clockwork watching sore losers poke their heads out
Bm
Every time I big myself up, they get stressed out
Em
I'm the best out, yeah I said it
Bm
Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the credits
C
I'm the best out, yeah I said it
G
Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the credits
Outro
Em
Bitch, yeah
Bm
Produced, mixed, mastered