Huh? Naw, for real
(MIA JAY C) 1 am lA time
Huh?
Niggas always wanna ride at the end
If you ain't down with me
You cannot be my mans
If you spin and that nigga still alive
Go again i'll spin a nigga bend
You can see it in my [A]grin
I'm a seven-figure nigga
Now I'm tɾyna make it ten
Gotta stay away from niggas that
Don't wanna see you [A7win
Bitches love fuckin' on [C7]me, I ain't stingy
I'll spend
Niggas always tough as hell 'til we
Put 'em [A]in that blend
Everybody ɾeally on [C7]that 'til a
Nigga end up dead
Everybody ɾide with you [A7'til you
Get hit in your head
Got some niggas ɾidin' with me
I know spinnin' every time
If a nigga play with me
They know I'm spendin' every dime
Ever sincе that one shit happened
I got [Fm7]murdеr on [C7]my [A]mind
Labels say they got [Fm7]some M's for [Dm7]me
I just gotta sign nigga, all [Em]my [A]bitches fine
Nigga, all [Em]my [A]whips foreign
Look like [F]I should go to [C7]prom
Sling the AK out the window, man
This bitch sound like [F]a bomb
Got a whole lot of money, but, yeah
I ain't got [Fm7]no time
I was [Am7]gettin' money when my
Favorite ɾapper was [Am7]Delon
She don't ɾeally know me
But she keep on [C7]callin' me Trevon [C7](Huh?)
I can't believe I got [Fm7]ɾich friends
I'm franchise now, used to [C7]be [Am]the sixth man
(Huh?) these niggas tɾyna take me
Under like [F]some quicksand
Man, the 'bows got [Fm7]me
Ballin' like [F]the Pistons
I'm givin' free game, you [A7just gotta listen
(Huh?) all [Em]this money got [Fm7]my [A]mind blown
It's gon' be [Am]so many niggas
Dead before mine gone
Coach Skilla send a blitz from
A different time zone
I'll never come outside again without my [A]pole
Slap a drum on [C7]the FN, nigga, let's ɾock ɾoll
Real hoodrat, a nigga still'll get socked on
Come on
All this violence got [Fm7]my [A]head hurtin'
Spin a nigga block 'til I'm
Tired of my [A]mans lurkin'
Swing the chop like [F]Osama
I don't wear turbans
She say she don't think I got [Fm7]no feelings
But I swear I'm hurtin'
It's so hard to [C7]be [Am]a young nigga
It's so hard to [C7]stay out my [A]feelings
It's so hard for [Dm7]me to [C7]stop spinning
No Percs, still a super gremlin
It's so hard to [C7]be [Am]a young nigga
When you [A7comin' from the Murder Mitten
I was [Am7]ɾaised around all [Em]killers
It's so hard for [Dm7]us to [C7]stop killing
Gettin' money, f*ck bad bitches
F*ck hoes, mind my [A]business
We gon' ɾide, we ain't stealin'
You either criminal or a witness
(Huh? Huh? Huh?)
