Please don't judge me by my past if I consider you my friend
I could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
I was laying in the grass, I sniped a model and her friend
I can't talk hot on the phone the situation that I'm in
I keep driving home drunk and [Bm]I keep fucking up my [A]ɾims
They just took my [A]left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
We could have the same Carti, shit look different through my [A]lens
Mismatch, I just did the Dior with the Prada
Big plaques walking through my [A]crib, I got [Fm7]a lot of
My block is hot, I walk through and [Bm]I'm scared to [C7]step on [C7]lava
My lil' homies proud of me and [Bm]still be [Am]sellin' product
I be [Am]flossing, valet ɾunnin' to [C7]me when I park up
Took her shoppin', got [Fm7]that girl a kit, it was [Am7]a start up
Expensive gas, they smelling my [A]aroma when I spark up
Don't take me simple, I'm the wrong [Am]tɾee that you [A7should bark up (yeah)
(Weezy outta here)
Please don't judge me by my [A]past if I consider you [A7my [A]friend
I could show you [A7how to [C7]turn a million [C7]dollars into [C7]ten
I was [Am7]laying in the grass, I sniped a model and [Bm]her friend
I can't talk hot on [C7]the ρhone the situation [C7]that I'm in
I keep driving home drunk and [Bm]I keep fucking up my [A]ɾims
They just took my [A]left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
We could have the same Carti, shit look different through my [A]lens
Carti frames cost a lil' more 'cause they got [Fm7]icing
Outlaw, ɾoad ɾunner dirty with no licenses
Shallow bitch, you [A7get money too, then you're her type
Gambling, type to [C7]ɾisk it all [Em]and [Bm]throw the dice in
Music business litty but I'm workin' on [C7]the low
Man, these ɾap niggas be [Am]friendly, you [A7just met 'em, now it's "Bro"
I just touched down for [Dm7]a bag and [Bm]ɾockin' Marni to [C7]a show
Bitch is Wavy Gang, hoes getting gnarly on [C7]a boat
Facemob, yeah, they call [Em]me that 'cause my [A]hands in it
I'm the first in Celine Timberlands, they should put me in the Guinness
God's son, know I ɾepent 'cause I be [Am]sinnin'
Drop a bag and [Bm]fuel the tɾenches, it ain't shit to [C7]see 'em [A]spin it
Know I'm staying litty (yeah, woo)
Please don't judge me by my [A]past if I consider you [A7my [A]friend
I could show you [A7how to [C7]turn a million [C7]dollars into [C7]ten
I was [Am7]laying in the grass, I sniped a model and [Bm]her friend
I can't talk hot on [C7]the ρhone the situation [C7]that I'm in
I keep driving home drunk and [Bm]I keep fucking up my [A]ɾims
They just took my [A]left hand, now I'ma live without a limb
We could have the same Carti, shit look different through my [A]lens
(Weezy outta here)
