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Dm7  F      Gm/F      F    Bb/C  Db  
Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
Dm      F    Gm  Dm  
Oh, no, hold on, yeah
Dm                                    F  
I was havin' a dream
                                                Gm  
I was whippin' a Rolls Royce
                                        Bb  
And I bought everything that I want
Db7                                                         Dm                    F  
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
                                        Gm                    Bb         Db7  
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
Dm                                            F  
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Gm                                      Bb  
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
Dm                                      F  
Black diamonds, Black History Month
                                                                  Gm                    Bb  
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
verse 1: Young Thug
Dm                                                                      F  
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
                                                        Gm                                                      Bb  
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
Db7                                                      Dm                                                                 F  
I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
                                          Gm                                                                    Bb  
I ain't give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
Db                                    Dm  
I pray to God I die in my sleep
F                                                                         Gm  
I pray my deaf brother don't run into the police
Bb  
'Cause you tellin' him to put his hands up, he can't hear
Dm  
Ain't goin' for deceased
F                                                                                            Gm                                                    Bb  
These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
Db                                                                                                         Dm  
Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head lice, don't it?
                                                                                                                     Gm         Bb  
Come here, gon' tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
                                     Db                                         Dm  
Spent all my tour money on the ring
F                                                                                                                                 Gm         Bb      Db  
Told 'em, "Go 'head, get everything they fuckin' see," yeah
Dm  
I grew my shit like I'm Mad Dog
F  
I got a white and a black dog
Gm                                                                    Bb  
I swear now that he's on Adderall
Db  
Look in my face, I'm on Adderall
Dm  
Shawty more P than a Madden ball
F  
Suck on that cat, I'm the baddest, dawg
Gm                                                 Bb  
This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
Db                      Dm                                    F  
Yeah gon' pop a bean, join me
                                     Gm                                      Bb  
Fairfax, we shoppin' spree, on me
        Db                                                                 Dm                                    F  
Hundred thousand dollars and mixin' leans, on me
                                                             Gm         Bb    Db  
You better not have to OD on me, ayy
Dm                              F  
Let's go to people town
                                                Gm  
Put somethin' in your account, bae
                                                Bb  
Now you don't need me around, yeah
Db                                 Dm  
She want me to play and I ain't with it
                                             F  
Yeah, gon' gon' ring around
                                                Gm  
Sing to her like Sean Garrett
                             Bb  
I know my woes ready (my woes)
                                     Dm  
Tell me your card info (card info)
                                     F  
She don't got ego
                          Am  
Loosen up her backbones (her backbones)
                                     F  
Bendin' her hardwood floors (woah)
                                Dm  
Pussy wonderful (wonderful)
F  
Uh, I came from rags to riches (woah)
                                     Gm  
She don't got time to clash with bitches
Bb                      Db  
She buyin' bags for bitches
Dm  
I'm 'bout to spazz, just listen
.F
Gm  
I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah
Bb  
I bought a Jag with a Hemi, ayy
Dm  
I throw a flag on these bitches, ayy
F  
I wrapped up the last of these bitches
                     Gm  
Foreign tags and American
                                Bb  
Bring me a milli', I'll marry her, yeah
Dm                                    F  
I was havin' a dream
                                                Gm  
I was whippin' a Rolls Royce
                                        Bb  
And I bought everything that I want
Db7                                                         Dm                    F  
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
                                        Gm                    Bb         Db7  
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
Dm                                            F  
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Gm                                      Bb  
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
Dm                                      F  
Black diamonds, Black History Month
                                                                  Gm                    Bb  
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
verse 2: Young Thug
          Dm                                         F  
My dream just started workin'
                                        Gm                                                                    Bb  
Come ride with me and it'll be gifts and curses
Db                              Dm                                                              F  
I see you... drinkin' syrup, I see you workin
                                     Gm  
I see you...
                                          Bb                              Db                                         Dm  
I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me
F                                                                                            Gm  
You can sit a cup on it and you can bid on it
                  Bb                 Db                                              Dm  
Real pimp, no jabroni, I'm not gon' sit on it
F                                                                                      Gm  
Tour around the whole wo-o-orld, Bands on me
Bb  
Got a whole lot of M's on me, ya dig? Hey
Dm  
Whole lot of M's on me, hey
F  
Big body Benz on me, hey
Gm  
Ride Bentley trucks on E, hey
Bb  
Bless you sneeze on me, hey
Dm  
Lamborghini luxury (luxury)
F  
Lamborghini merch on me (merch)
Gm  
Lamborghini Merci', Merci'
Bb                            Db  
Lamborghini murk-a, murk-a
Dm  
Lamborghini wife with me, hey
F  
Lamborghini price increased, hey
N.C.
Dm                                                    F  
You just said free my bro (hey) now he back on in the Pen (hey)
Gm                                                                                            Bb  
You ain't ever cracked a seal (hey) then you got a deal
Db  
Pour that Actavis
Dm                                    F  
I was havin' a dream
                                                Gm  
I was whippin' a Rolls Royce
                                        Bb  
And I bought everything that I want
Db7                                                         Dm                    F  
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
                                        Gm                    Bb         Db7  
Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
Dm                                            F  
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Gm                                      Bb  
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
Dm                                      F  
Black diamonds, Black History Month
                                                                  Gm                    Bb  
Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
verse 3: Trouble
Dm                                                              F  
It wasn't like you had my back, no (no)
Homie you not have a whole spine
Gm                                            Bb  
Didn't ever wanna admit to the fact
That your baby boy was contemplatin' dyin'
Dm                                                                    F  
In the dream, yeah, I done seen you cryin'
Dream don't compare to what I done seen (yeah)
Gm                                                                    Bb  
They tried to kill me for nothin' (lived though)
Tell her yeah she got it bussin' (brrt)
Dm  
Think about everybody else
                     F  
I think once to myself, I think once to myself (not one time)
Am                                                                                                                    Bb  
Only blamma to the left (damn) I'm up in the booth by myself
Dm  
Never came for the fame, no (no)
F  
I'm the same nigga, the same goals (same one)
Gm  
Niggas hatin' for these lame hoes
Bb  
Put that pussy on me, she been tamed though (pussy)
verse 4: Shad da God
Dm                                              F  
Actavis got me dreamin', Martin Luther (What you say?)
Gm                                              Bb  
Rolls Royces and diamonds, they wet like coochie (they lucky, wow)
Dm                                                                      F  
Boo right here sittin' with a K full of kick like Bruce Lee
Am                                         Bb  
And I, ah, ah, jewelry, I got a line on that jewelry
Dm                                                              F  
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