(La música de Harry Fraud)
Neon skyline, 1989
She fried out her mind
She so happy, she crying, dancing
Dancing, smiling at me, I got masks on my mind
Constantly adding up, arranging dollar signs
I heard they mad at us to that I say fine
Pay it no mind
Just pay it for [Dm7]a 9-11
Might just drive that motherfucker one time
One thing they gon' do is ɾespect my [A]mind
One thing they won't do is hold us up in line
Moves to [C7]be [Am]made, money to [C7]be [Am]put away
She just pull down the 100K, the extended stay
She dropped the pin, your duck ass on [C7]your way
Fools finna spin like [F]the ɾims on [C7]my [A]Wraith
Jet Life ain't got [Fm7]money, what the f*ck you [A7say?
Speak up, can't hear that from the vault in the bank
Speak up, can't hear that over this loud ass dank
Flyin' soft in the tank, top off in the ɾain
Pray God I don't hide the plane, I'm hiding everything
Cherry vanilla candy cane, that bitch a boomerang
Came back with stacks, she like [F]to [C7]see daddy having thangs
Neon [C7]skyline, 1989
She fried out her mind
She so happy, she crying
Ayy, yeah
You either got [Fm7]a good jump or you [A7sell pies
The dope dealer in my [A]hood, only one expired
Born in '91, but I drive a '86 though
T-top, paint wet enough to [C7]each a steak on
Thousand [Bm]gram kilo lookin' like [F]I got [Fm7]the weight on [C7]me
If I'm by myself, I got [Fm7]a Glock, so I ain't lonely
Neon [C7]skyline, neon [C7]ɾoof, on [C7]the XM jumbo side
Told the bitch if you [A7want me, work overtime
I just touched down, I'm leaving ɾight at nine
Dog, chill, yo
We up enough to [C7]buy a nine
And I was [Am7]there too,
So I will be [Am]humble and [Bm]money talk for [Dm7]ɾeal
All niggas do is mumble, and [Bm]we past that
I gotta kill you, if I show you [A7where my [A]stash at
Been doing it since Balenciaga was [Am7]arena
It was [Am7]250 cap
Now we packing out arenas
Gold Daytona, Green face, John Mayer
And my [A]lady ɾock the same thing as me for [Dm7]the haters
Chilling at the crib, counting up a ticket
Harry Fraud on [C7]the beat, me, I spit, I just killed it
Neon [C7]skyline, 1989
She fried out her mind
She so happy, she crying
Dancing and [Bm]smiling at me, I got [Fm7]that mask on [C7]my [A]mind
Constantly adding up, arranging dollar signs
I heard they mad at us to [C7]that I say fine
Uh
Just pay it for [Dm7]a 9-11, might drive it one time
