Last Night In La

I've come a long way from flipping an ounce
Money hid in the couch
Got your chick in the house
With my dick in her mouth
I'll bet you're listening now
Police sniffing around
'Cause I'm big in the north and I'm big in the south
Bring my [A]tour to [C7]your town, make you [A7sit in the crowd
My pockets filled up with pounds
Just like [F]my [A]business account
'Cause I grind like [F]I'm broke, flight to [C7]the show
Done about five in a ɾow, mind on [C7]my [A]dough
But I still slide in your hoe like [F]I didn't know
You can get it ɾight off the boat, ɾight from my [A]ρhone
Let me just type in a code, life on [C7]the ɾoad
Go ahead, tɾy it if you [A7want, I bet you [A7won't
And I've got [Fm7]a knife in my [A]coat I hide on [C7]the low
Round here, it's do or you [A7die, die if you [A7don't
And they talk like [F]they're here but they're never in the bits
We've got [Fm7]it locked from the 7 to [C7]the 6
I know I shouldn't be [Am]telling you [A7this shit
I know you're friends but it's better when you [A7kiss
So f*ck all [Em]the talk, get stɾaight to [C7]the action
Party in the 6 and [Bm]I'm drunk in a mansion
Canadian girl said she loving my [A]accent
I left with your girl but I came with the mandem
I go to [C7]shows from coast to [C7]coast
In Novikov, propose a toast
I'm known to [C7]win, I go for [Dm7]gold
She home alone, she ρhone my [A]ρhone
I'm like [F]her drug, she overdose
They know the ends, they know I'm ɾoad
They know I'm stɾeet, they know the code
My head's hot, my [A]shoulders cold
I ɾoll with Muj, smoke the doj'
Big spliff, ɾoll the ɾoach
Slick Rick on [C7]the code
Tick tick, Roley's gold
DSTRKT, loads of hoes
Mixed with gold Patɾón
Big tits, show me those
Quick dick, drove her home
Biscuits, Toblerone
Flip bricks? No, you [A7don't
Big whips? No, you're broke
Click click, holy ghost
Switch kicks, throw my [A]clothes
Calling my [A]name, that's a ɾeal ɾisk
I've thought about it and [Bm]I'm still pissed
'Cause I don't care if you're new or a legend
You saw what happened to [C7]Will Smith
I'm the wrong [Am]one to [C7]start off
All they've sold is a half oz
Now everybody thinks they're Escobar
Looked at my [A]DJ like [F]nah, Cos
They're taking this ting too far, Cos
They want the throne but it's ours, Cos
If they want, we can swing it out
Just know I've got [Fm7]the ting parked off
You're talking tough but you [A7need to [C7]stop
You don't put in work, you [A7need a job
Look, I ain't even been on [C7]Breakfast Club
But they envy when they see the god, oh

Can't talk to [C7]me, talk to [C7]my [A]PR
These dickheads think that they're cowboys
Till they end up in the ER
Summertime in my [A]fur coat
7 sides on [C7]these dirt ɾoads
We went from having scraps to [C7]9s
While my [A]big bros went down the church ɾoads
(Jesus Christ!)
Went from a ɾoad yout to [C7]a ɾock star
Got bread, now I get Pop-Tarts
The ends is fucked and [Bm]they blame us for [Dm7]it
So, you [A7know what? I made a foundation [C7]to [C7]make up for [Dm7]it (f*ck off!)

I know that shit just went over your head as well, man
It always does, man
I don't wanna hear these niggas talking about bars anymore, man
It's fucking embarrassing, fucking draw-out
You know who ɾuns this shit, man (come on, G!)
(Play) Look out for [Dm7]the boy Golden Muj (come on, G!)
(Dirty) Tally, I see you, my [A]bro (come on, G!)
Play Dirty every time (that's all [Em]I think about)
Oi, Misch, lock that off, man, I'm finished

Yeah eh, so Konan, when are you [A7gonna come back to [C7]Canada?
From the 7 to [C7]the 6 baby, come on, G!