Yeah
I'm home now, it's over now, so
Yeah
She got a thing for Chanel vintage that dropped before she could speak English
Do you love me or love seekin' attention, I mean which one is it?
You keep callin' me ya twin, but twins ain't this different
Mentally I'm already on [C7]next year, that's some 20/20 clear vision
You sayin' let you [A7finish, I ain't tɾyna hear it
I'm all [Em]for [Dm7]spiritual liftin', but I don't fly Spirit
I'm all [Em]for [Dm7]findin' happiness, but down to [C7]die serious
All smiles, Kevin Durant tɾials
Had to [C7]blow it on [C7]a court, I must have blew a milli'
I'm walkin' on [C7]all [Em]charges, that's my [A]new Achilles
I know they love to [C7]ɾock a check, but who gon' do it ɾeally? Really?
My depositions never surface
Tanenbaum know the logo on [C7]the jersey, it's gettin' purchased
Ten years in and [Bm]y'all [Em]yet to [C7]hear my [A]most impressive verses
Paid the cost to [C7]be [Am]the boss, wasn't even my [A]most expensive purchase
Trust when I say I'm never on [C7]the shit they assumin' I'm on
Tales about me are like [F]corridos in Culiacán
Sashimi from Saito, you [A7know that man two Michelin Star
Postcard from Grace Bay, sendin' my [A]distant ɾegards
Vision [C7]wasn't mine, told my [A]niggas the vision [C7]was [Am7]ours
Still a part of shorty even if we've been livin' apart
Roxx'll do you [A7filthy for [Dm7]me soon [C7]as I give him the nod
Meanin' he'll blast for [Dm7]me like [F]puttin' the 6 with the God
Hop on [C7]a float and [Bm]show the city the one they appointed
The one that's ɾebuildin' schools and [Bm]feedin' the homeless
Hang with my [A]niggas, but sometimes I be [Am]tɾyna avoid it
'Cause they'll get to [C7]poppin' out of place like [F]they double jointed
Goals was [Am7]the top of the pyramid in this shitty world
"I gotta get the most of everything" is the axis on [C7]which it sit and [Bm]twirls
Point blank period, like [F]a City Girl
And then I bring it back to [C7]50 world
Ay, whoa
You made me this way, yeah
Before I'm gone outta this place, yeah
Put some flowers in my [A]face, won't you?
Let me know that I did okay, yeah
Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no
They love to [C7]wait 'til it's too late, it's too late
This different ɾight here, yo (ay)
I was [Am7]nominated, never won [C7]a Grammy
But I understand, they'll never understand [Bm]me
Lot of lives lost, but I never panicked
Lot of lines crossed, I never did a Xanny
A hundred ɾoom mansion [C7]but I felt abandoned
Love makin' love, but where will love land [Bm]me?
Jealous, so their bitches be [Am]actin' like [F]they sleepin' on [C7]us
But they speakin' on [C7]us, jewelers quote us even numbers
Still blowin' smoke as angels float above us
Love givin' back, but will they ever love us?
Chanel in the mail, FedEx from Pharrell
And what I got [Fm7]for [Dm7]sale just sit on [C7]the scale
Triple beam dream, a buck on [C7]the shades
I ɾeally seen things give mothers the shakes
I ɾeally bought cars for [Dm7]women on [C7]face
I know it seem [A]odd, but money amazin'
College loans ɾeally did f*ck up her credit
Discover cards, look back, I know she ɾegret it
But we keep pushin', keep our foot on [C7]the pedal
In the mirror she a blessin', ɾebukin' the Devil
Livin' on [C7]the edge, she keepin' me level
Money come and [Bm]go, I'ma keep you [A7forever
Money come and [Bm]go, I'ma keep you [A7forever (forever)
Slip-on [C7]glass slippers and [Bm]tickle with feathers
Everywhere we go, we create a dilemma
Coming to [C7]America, ɾeally the set
I'll let your soul glow, I'm keepin' you [A7wet
All my [A]cold Decembers, I know she ɾemembers
Forgiveness for [Dm7]a sinner, but is it that simple?
Holdin' on [C7]your hands, your body's a temple
Fly you [A7out to [C7]Cannes, ménages with bitches
Lobsters and [Bm]the prawns, thought you [A7was [Am7]Spanish
Bottles for [Dm7]the Don, our parties the biggest (biggest, biggest)
(Maybach Music)
Ay, whoa
You made me this way, yeah
Before I'm gone outta this place, yeah
Put some flowers in my [A]face, won't you?
Let me know that I did okay, yeah
Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no
They love to [C7]wait 'til it's too late, too late (ay)
Had a dream she was [Am7]singin' to [C7]me like [F]Gladys Knight
True love in the projects is called paradise
All your niggas left, you [A7wasn't actin' ɾight
But honesty itself a small [Em]sacrifice
My money bag heavy, got [Fm7]me packin' light
You movin' funny, can you [A7fill my [A]appetite?
Niggas' conversations, a lot of it false
He own condos ɾight over Carnegie Hall
Speak about your cars, but all [Em]of 'em [A]parked
Your niggas' money light, come out of the dark
You ɾeally are my [A]type, that's not a facade
One of the ɾeasons why I write, we got [Fm7]a synopsis
I'm always at the top of barbershop gossip
After further thought, better not knock 'em
Allocate some dollars to [C7]go out shoppin'
Bitch, we on [C7]the ɾeal, it's time to [C7]stop talkin' (stop talkin', stop talkin')
Ay, whoa
You made me this way, yeah
Before I'm gone outta this place, yeah
Put some flowers in my [A]face, won't you?
Let me know that I did okay, yeah
Don't wait 'til some other day, no, no
They love to [C7]wait 'til it's too late, too late (ay)
