Chords for Potter Payper - Filthy Free / PMW (Official Video)
Tempo:
131.95 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
D#
C#
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D#]
[Fm] [D#]
[C#] [D#]
[Fm] [D#]
[C#] It broke my heart when [D#m] I found out [Fm] Kevin passed, I went in my soul
And [G#] I prayed about Temra [C#] Khan when they killed Reece
I [D#] cried for whole [Fm] weeks, trapped in my soul again
And I [Gm] felt like I couldn't [C#] breathe
And I ain't coming home, more [D#] fires than satin [Fm] sleeves
Between guns, knives and judges, I [G#] keep losing all my [C#] Gs
Give me space, let me grieve
[D#]
[Fm] Give me space, let [G#] me grieve, cos I smile [C#] rarely
And keep a pounder on my [D#] pillow like the tooth [Fm] fairy
Who cannot trust the M.R. [G].U. clearly [C#] Cos I'm talking old Bailey [D#] fighting for your [Fm] life in a suit, scary [F] [Fm] Got me [A#] thinking about my young hitter [Fm] eyes And I stay in debt but it still gave him life Tiny Jumbo, he [C] was wrong place, wrong [Fm] time When I think about the mothers, bring a tear to my [C#] eyes Cos one from the day, one's [D#] the ache, one is [Fm] life Just cos you did him better, I bet [G] you'd love me if I [C#] died Put my picture up and never [D#] ride, man I've seen [Fm] it before Getting liquor, [G#] toffee in the morn [C#] I'm like the gangster with the streets on my [D#] court I got pain [Fm] embedded deep in my force I say the [F] richer the man, [C#] the cheaper the talk Said I'm [D#] grateful now, days [Fm] ain't as peak as before When I was [D#] homeless and [C#] sicker, let me sleep on his floor And he [D#] loves me even now, [Fm] I bring beef to the door So much [F] police to the door, [C#] shit's cold in the streets And my [D#] Canada Grey Goose, [Fm] I got coke on the streets Like [Gm] Pablo and Jesus, [C#] I sit for richer but poor now I just [D#] got a mate, dude, [Fm] five in the trade, deuce Black [G#] tie like Wayne [C#] Bruce, I find it funny How [A#] everybody's so [Fm] friendly when I was banged up All my teens, most of my [C#] twenties And man was saying free me but never [D#] sent me a penny [Fm] Ten toes in the mud, no [G#] dwellies, I got some [C#] friendly Like you a gangster rapper or [D#] you just rap through [Fm] gangster car If you ask me, I think all [G] these rappers are [Fm] jazzy They're dick riding and [C] pick liking I sit [Fm] silent, I've been fist fighting Big knife in the split, flatting Now my wrist shining, [C] big time, it's still [Fm] 29ing Drink all this, drink my [F] nails up Sick [C#] minded man, they use you when they need you That [D#] fake love will confuse [Fm] you In real life, what gangsters were there on YouTube [C#] I got lifers on my set, big [D#] numbers, that's the deuce [Fm] I said do I aim myself, I'm [G#] busting with no booty [C#] My spin is at 06, my [D#] block does whole bricks [Fm] My bitch got her own tits and her [F] body's like old shits [C#] I'm Marys with no rips, this splash, [D#] it's no drip [Fm] I fell in love with a block and I never [G#] went home [C#] since Real gangsters gone [D#] snitch, looking death [Fm] in the face Welcome to London [D#] City, it's a [C#] treacherous place Everybody lost [D#] someone they can never [Fm] replace And a coffin or a [D#] cell's only [C#] seconds away Feds stop me and they search me and they're checking [Fm] my name And if they find what's in my [G#] boot, like a 10 [C#] or an 8 Plus a recall with a [D#] guilty plea [Fm] I'd rather that than let them kill the G [G#] In the morning, [C#] like my flip up with a milky [D#] tea I ain't [Fm] filthy rich, but I'm filthy [G] free [C#] Early morning with a [D#] milky tea [Fm] I ain't filthy rich, but I'm [D#] filthy free [F#m] like [E]
[D]
[E]
[F#] Pussy money weed, but I can't forget the [E] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy [D] And you're blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy Probably why I smoke, [E] like a hippie in the 70s My mother [F#] was an hustler, I guess she's just hereditary Can't see to over grind, that is enemy [D] Come home, push and wait, call it hostile memory Bricks on the [E] floor, like a primary school assembly [F#m] The free old years, a lot of people, they ain't kept for me So now I'm home, I just hope you keep the energy [D] I got a G's on my kicks, got my queen on my chick My machine [E] on my hip, I got beef on my strip I put a G in gang, call me G on my own [E] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron [D] I used to pack my own dime, now where my keys on my phone Top of Basin, I'm a rapper, now [E] just leave me alone [F#m] And I don't understand a lot of [F#] man, but he should at home [E] I really mashed a lot of work, that I don't need to promote [D] I'm about to drop a mixtape, that I don't need to promote But fucking training, daily [E] training, that's free in a row [F#m] And I just got a reload, I'm about to skid the slopes [E] When I met my nights, I used to sleep in the cold [D] Try to learn to rock with this grease in the boat DZ know [E] about this scheme when you grow [F#m] Put a tracker on your motor, what you leave in your home [E] I got grub coming in for as cheap as it goes [D] And if you're putting in the work, then you can see the results And since you're putting in the work, you're gonna see the results [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need to [E] covossiate Gang trap thang, that's all part of [D] dossier I smell like weed, this ain't Jean Paul Gaultier Brown on the [E] table, but that ain't coffee [F#m] stains I can't lie to you, crime pays in a lot of [E] ways You gotta catch a bird for you to know it's not a game [D] But I got beef and sauce like Bolognese But I got fire and [E] I'm like Johnny Blaze [F#m] 36 hours in the booth, I've had longer [E] days Mind letting speed come my G, I'll box your [D] face Lucky I ain't letting this thing sing like songs of praise Don't get lost, [E] ran air G, the blocks [F#m] are mazed Barking and stagnant, but it's just [E] drop like fashion And we got our OT [D] passion, I got Chuck with me Yo, what the action? [C#m] RIP another Instagram [F#m] caption Pussy money weed, and I want to [C#m] magnum When I'm with Charli, pretty bad, ride [D] me like Harley She get wet wet, like a swimming pool party Rock [C#m] guitar pop me like Nottin O [F#m]'Connie Get money and I still grind, [E] I'm gnarly And I ain't tryna play no game like [D] Serrani No way, yo, I said I ain't tryna [E] play no game like Serrani [F#m] Pussy money weed, and I can't forget the [C#m] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy You blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy [E] Nah, never [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron I told [C#m] Probation I'm a rapper now, just leave me alone I [D] really mashed a lot of words that I don't need to promote I'm about to drop a mixtape [E] that I don't need to promote [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need to convoctiate [E] Gang trap, bang, that's what part of the dossier [D] Can't lie to you, cramp is in a lot of ways [C#m] You got to hold the bird for you to know it's not a game [F#m]
[Fm] [D#]
[C#] [D#]
[Fm] [D#]
[C#] It broke my heart when [D#m] I found out [Fm] Kevin passed, I went in my soul
And [G#] I prayed about Temra [C#] Khan when they killed Reece
I [D#] cried for whole [Fm] weeks, trapped in my soul again
And I [Gm] felt like I couldn't [C#] breathe
And I ain't coming home, more [D#] fires than satin [Fm] sleeves
Between guns, knives and judges, I [G#] keep losing all my [C#] Gs
Give me space, let me grieve
[D#]
[Fm] Give me space, let [G#] me grieve, cos I smile [C#] rarely
And keep a pounder on my [D#] pillow like the tooth [Fm] fairy
Who cannot trust the M.R. [G].U. clearly [C#] Cos I'm talking old Bailey [D#] fighting for your [Fm] life in a suit, scary [F] [Fm] Got me [A#] thinking about my young hitter [Fm] eyes And I stay in debt but it still gave him life Tiny Jumbo, he [C] was wrong place, wrong [Fm] time When I think about the mothers, bring a tear to my [C#] eyes Cos one from the day, one's [D#] the ache, one is [Fm] life Just cos you did him better, I bet [G] you'd love me if I [C#] died Put my picture up and never [D#] ride, man I've seen [Fm] it before Getting liquor, [G#] toffee in the morn [C#] I'm like the gangster with the streets on my [D#] court I got pain [Fm] embedded deep in my force I say the [F] richer the man, [C#] the cheaper the talk Said I'm [D#] grateful now, days [Fm] ain't as peak as before When I was [D#] homeless and [C#] sicker, let me sleep on his floor And he [D#] loves me even now, [Fm] I bring beef to the door So much [F] police to the door, [C#] shit's cold in the streets And my [D#] Canada Grey Goose, [Fm] I got coke on the streets Like [Gm] Pablo and Jesus, [C#] I sit for richer but poor now I just [D#] got a mate, dude, [Fm] five in the trade, deuce Black [G#] tie like Wayne [C#] Bruce, I find it funny How [A#] everybody's so [Fm] friendly when I was banged up All my teens, most of my [C#] twenties And man was saying free me but never [D#] sent me a penny [Fm] Ten toes in the mud, no [G#] dwellies, I got some [C#] friendly Like you a gangster rapper or [D#] you just rap through [Fm] gangster car If you ask me, I think all [G] these rappers are [Fm] jazzy They're dick riding and [C] pick liking I sit [Fm] silent, I've been fist fighting Big knife in the split, flatting Now my wrist shining, [C] big time, it's still [Fm] 29ing Drink all this, drink my [F] nails up Sick [C#] minded man, they use you when they need you That [D#] fake love will confuse [Fm] you In real life, what gangsters were there on YouTube [C#] I got lifers on my set, big [D#] numbers, that's the deuce [Fm] I said do I aim myself, I'm [G#] busting with no booty [C#] My spin is at 06, my [D#] block does whole bricks [Fm] My bitch got her own tits and her [F] body's like old shits [C#] I'm Marys with no rips, this splash, [D#] it's no drip [Fm] I fell in love with a block and I never [G#] went home [C#] since Real gangsters gone [D#] snitch, looking death [Fm] in the face Welcome to London [D#] City, it's a [C#] treacherous place Everybody lost [D#] someone they can never [Fm] replace And a coffin or a [D#] cell's only [C#] seconds away Feds stop me and they search me and they're checking [Fm] my name And if they find what's in my [G#] boot, like a 10 [C#] or an 8 Plus a recall with a [D#] guilty plea [Fm] I'd rather that than let them kill the G [G#] In the morning, [C#] like my flip up with a milky [D#] tea I ain't [Fm] filthy rich, but I'm filthy [G] free [C#] Early morning with a [D#] milky tea [Fm] I ain't filthy rich, but I'm [D#] filthy free [F#m] like [E]
[D]
[E]
[F#] Pussy money weed, but I can't forget the [E] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy [D] And you're blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy Probably why I smoke, [E] like a hippie in the 70s My mother [F#] was an hustler, I guess she's just hereditary Can't see to over grind, that is enemy [D] Come home, push and wait, call it hostile memory Bricks on the [E] floor, like a primary school assembly [F#m] The free old years, a lot of people, they ain't kept for me So now I'm home, I just hope you keep the energy [D] I got a G's on my kicks, got my queen on my chick My machine [E] on my hip, I got beef on my strip I put a G in gang, call me G on my own [E] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron [D] I used to pack my own dime, now where my keys on my phone Top of Basin, I'm a rapper, now [E] just leave me alone [F#m] And I don't understand a lot of [F#] man, but he should at home [E] I really mashed a lot of work, that I don't need to promote [D] I'm about to drop a mixtape, that I don't need to promote But fucking training, daily [E] training, that's free in a row [F#m] And I just got a reload, I'm about to skid the slopes [E] When I met my nights, I used to sleep in the cold [D] Try to learn to rock with this grease in the boat DZ know [E] about this scheme when you grow [F#m] Put a tracker on your motor, what you leave in your home [E] I got grub coming in for as cheap as it goes [D] And if you're putting in the work, then you can see the results And since you're putting in the work, you're gonna see the results [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need to [E] covossiate Gang trap thang, that's all part of [D] dossier I smell like weed, this ain't Jean Paul Gaultier Brown on the [E] table, but that ain't coffee [F#m] stains I can't lie to you, crime pays in a lot of [E] ways You gotta catch a bird for you to know it's not a game [D] But I got beef and sauce like Bolognese But I got fire and [E] I'm like Johnny Blaze [F#m] 36 hours in the booth, I've had longer [E] days Mind letting speed come my G, I'll box your [D] face Lucky I ain't letting this thing sing like songs of praise Don't get lost, [E] ran air G, the blocks [F#m] are mazed Barking and stagnant, but it's just [E] drop like fashion And we got our OT [D] passion, I got Chuck with me Yo, what the action? [C#m] RIP another Instagram [F#m] caption Pussy money weed, and I want to [C#m] magnum When I'm with Charli, pretty bad, ride [D] me like Harley She get wet wet, like a swimming pool party Rock [C#m] guitar pop me like Nottin O [F#m]'Connie Get money and I still grind, [E] I'm gnarly And I ain't tryna play no game like [D] Serrani No way, yo, I said I ain't tryna [E] play no game like Serrani [F#m] Pussy money weed, and I can't forget the [C#m] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy You blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy [E] Nah, never [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron I told [C#m] Probation I'm a rapper now, just leave me alone I [D] really mashed a lot of words that I don't need to promote I'm about to drop a mixtape [E] that I don't need to promote [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need to convoctiate [E] Gang trap, bang, that's what part of the dossier [D] Can't lie to you, cramp is in a lot of ways [C#m] You got to hold the bird for you to know it's not a game [F#m]
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_ [C#] _ It broke my heart when [D#m] I found out [Fm] Kevin passed, I went in my soul
And [G#] I prayed about Temra [C#] Khan when they killed Reece
I [D#] cried for whole [Fm] weeks, trapped in my soul again
And I [Gm] felt like I couldn't [C#] breathe
And I ain't coming home, more [D#] fires than satin [Fm] sleeves
Between guns, knives and judges, I [G#] keep losing all my [C#] Gs
Give me space, let me grieve
[D#] _
_ [Fm] _ Give me space, let [G#] me grieve, cos I smile [C#] rarely
And keep a pounder on my [D#] pillow like the tooth [Fm] fairy
Who cannot trust the M.R. [G].U. clearly [C#] Cos I'm talking old Bailey [D#] fighting for your [Fm] life in a suit, scary _ [F] _ _ [Fm] _ Got me [A#] thinking about my young hitter [Fm] eyes And I stay in debt but it still gave him life Tiny Jumbo, he [C] was wrong place, wrong [Fm] time When I think about the mothers, bring a tear to my [C#] eyes Cos one from the day, one's [D#] the ache, one is [Fm] life Just cos you did him better, I bet [G] you'd love me if I [C#] died Put my picture up and never [D#] ride, man I've seen [Fm] it before Getting liquor, [G#] toffee in the morn [C#] I'm like the gangster with the streets on my [D#] court I got pain [Fm] embedded deep in my force I say the [F] richer the man, [C#] the cheaper the talk Said I'm [D#] grateful now, days [Fm] ain't as peak as before When I was [D#] homeless and [C#] sicker, let me sleep on his floor And he [D#] loves me even now, [Fm] I bring beef to the door So much [F] police to the door, [C#] shit's cold in the streets And my [D#] Canada Grey Goose, [Fm] I got coke on the streets Like [Gm] Pablo and Jesus, [C#] I sit for richer but poor now I just [D#] got a mate, dude, [Fm] five in the trade, deuce Black [G#] tie like Wayne [C#] Bruce, I find it funny How [A#] everybody's so [Fm] friendly when I was banged up All my teens, most of my [C#] twenties And man was saying free me but never [D#] sent me a penny [Fm] Ten toes in the mud, no [G#] dwellies, I got some [C#] friendly Like you a gangster rapper or [D#] you just rap through [Fm] gangster car If you ask me, I think all [G] these rappers are [Fm] jazzy They're dick riding and [C] pick liking I sit [Fm] silent, I've been fist fighting Big knife in the split, flatting Now my wrist shining, [C] big time, it's still [Fm] 29ing Drink all this, drink my [F] nails up Sick [C#] minded man, they use you when they need you That [D#] fake love will confuse [Fm] you In real life, what gangsters were there on YouTube [C#] I got lifers on my set, big [D#] numbers, that's the deuce [Fm] I said do I aim myself, I'm [G#] busting with no booty [C#] My spin is at 06, my [D#] block does whole bricks [Fm] My bitch got her own tits and her [F] body's like old shits [C#] I'm Marys with no rips, this splash, [D#] it's no drip [Fm] I fell in love with a block and I never [G#] went home [C#] since Real gangsters gone [D#] snitch, looking death [Fm] in the face Welcome to London [D#] City, it's a [C#] treacherous place Everybody lost [D#] someone they can never [Fm] replace And a coffin or a [D#] cell's only [C#] seconds away Feds stop me and they search me and they're checking [Fm] my name And if they find what's in my [G#] boot, like a 10 [C#] or an 8 Plus a recall with a [D#] guilty plea [Fm] I'd rather that than let them kill the G [G#] In the morning, [C#] like my flip up with a milky [D#] tea I ain't [Fm] filthy rich, but I'm filthy [G] free _ [C#] _ Early morning with a [D#] milky tea [Fm] I ain't filthy rich, but I'm [D#] filthy free [F#m] like _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [F#] _ Pussy money weed, but I can't forget the [E] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy [D] And you're blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy Probably why I smoke, [E] like a hippie in the 70s My mother [F#] was an hustler, I guess she's just hereditary Can't see to over grind, that is enemy [D] Come home, push and wait, call it hostile memory Bricks on the [E] floor, like a primary school assembly [F#m] The free old years, a lot of people, they ain't kept for me So now I'm home, I just hope you keep the energy [D] I got a G's on my kicks, got my queen on my chick My machine [E] on my hip, I got beef on my strip I put a G in gang, call me G on my own _ [E] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron [D] I used to pack my own dime, now where my keys on my phone Top of Basin, I'm a rapper, now [E] just leave me alone [F#m] And I don't understand a lot of [F#] man, but he should at home [E] I really mashed a lot of work, that I don't need to promote [D] I'm about to drop a mixtape, that I don't need to promote But fucking training, daily [E] training, that's free in a row [F#m] And I just got a reload, I'm about to skid the slopes [E] When I met my nights, I used to sleep in the cold [D] Try to learn to rock with this grease in the boat DZ know [E] about this scheme when you grow [F#m] Put a tracker on your motor, what you leave in your home [E] I got grub coming in for as cheap as it goes [D] And if you're putting in the work, then you can see the results And since you're putting in the work, you're gonna see the results [F#m] _ Pussy money weed, I just need to [E] covossiate Gang trap thang, that's all part of [D] dossier I smell like weed, this ain't Jean Paul Gaultier Brown on the [E] table, but that ain't coffee [F#m] stains I can't lie to you, crime pays in a lot of [E] ways You gotta catch a bird for you to know it's not a game [D] But I got beef and sauce like Bolognese But I got fire and [E] I'm like Johnny Blaze [F#m] 36 hours in the booth, I've had longer [E] days Mind letting speed come my G, I'll box your [D] face Lucky I ain't letting this thing sing like songs of praise Don't get lost, [E] ran air G, the blocks [F#m] are mazed Barking and stagnant, but it's just [E] drop like fashion And we got our OT [D] passion, I got Chuck with me Yo, what the action? _ [C#m] RIP another Instagram [F#m] caption Pussy money weed, and I want to [C#m] magnum When I'm with Charli, pretty bad, ride [D] me like Harley She get wet wet, like a swimming pool party Rock [C#m] guitar pop me like Nottin O [F#m]'Connie Get money and I still grind, [E] I'm gnarly And I ain't tryna play no game like [D] Serrani No way, yo, I said I ain't tryna [E] play no game like Serrani [F#m] Pussy money weed, and I can't forget the [C#m] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy You blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy _ [E] Nah, never _ [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron I told [C#m] Probation I'm a rapper now, just leave me alone I [D] really mashed a lot of words that I don't need to promote I'm about to drop a mixtape [E] that I don't need to promote [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need to convoctiate [E] Gang trap, bang, that's what part of the dossier [D] Can't lie to you, cramp is in a lot of ways [C#m] You got to hold the bird for you to know it's not a game [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [D#] _
_ [C#] _ It broke my heart when [D#m] I found out [Fm] Kevin passed, I went in my soul
And [G#] I prayed about Temra [C#] Khan when they killed Reece
I [D#] cried for whole [Fm] weeks, trapped in my soul again
And I [Gm] felt like I couldn't [C#] breathe
And I ain't coming home, more [D#] fires than satin [Fm] sleeves
Between guns, knives and judges, I [G#] keep losing all my [C#] Gs
Give me space, let me grieve
[D#] _
_ [Fm] _ Give me space, let [G#] me grieve, cos I smile [C#] rarely
And keep a pounder on my [D#] pillow like the tooth [Fm] fairy
Who cannot trust the M.R. [G].U. clearly [C#] Cos I'm talking old Bailey [D#] fighting for your [Fm] life in a suit, scary _ [F] _ _ [Fm] _ Got me [A#] thinking about my young hitter [Fm] eyes And I stay in debt but it still gave him life Tiny Jumbo, he [C] was wrong place, wrong [Fm] time When I think about the mothers, bring a tear to my [C#] eyes Cos one from the day, one's [D#] the ache, one is [Fm] life Just cos you did him better, I bet [G] you'd love me if I [C#] died Put my picture up and never [D#] ride, man I've seen [Fm] it before Getting liquor, [G#] toffee in the morn [C#] I'm like the gangster with the streets on my [D#] court I got pain [Fm] embedded deep in my force I say the [F] richer the man, [C#] the cheaper the talk Said I'm [D#] grateful now, days [Fm] ain't as peak as before When I was [D#] homeless and [C#] sicker, let me sleep on his floor And he [D#] loves me even now, [Fm] I bring beef to the door So much [F] police to the door, [C#] shit's cold in the streets And my [D#] Canada Grey Goose, [Fm] I got coke on the streets Like [Gm] Pablo and Jesus, [C#] I sit for richer but poor now I just [D#] got a mate, dude, [Fm] five in the trade, deuce Black [G#] tie like Wayne [C#] Bruce, I find it funny How [A#] everybody's so [Fm] friendly when I was banged up All my teens, most of my [C#] twenties And man was saying free me but never [D#] sent me a penny [Fm] Ten toes in the mud, no [G#] dwellies, I got some [C#] friendly Like you a gangster rapper or [D#] you just rap through [Fm] gangster car If you ask me, I think all [G] these rappers are [Fm] jazzy They're dick riding and [C] pick liking I sit [Fm] silent, I've been fist fighting Big knife in the split, flatting Now my wrist shining, [C] big time, it's still [Fm] 29ing Drink all this, drink my [F] nails up Sick [C#] minded man, they use you when they need you That [D#] fake love will confuse [Fm] you In real life, what gangsters were there on YouTube [C#] I got lifers on my set, big [D#] numbers, that's the deuce [Fm] I said do I aim myself, I'm [G#] busting with no booty [C#] My spin is at 06, my [D#] block does whole bricks [Fm] My bitch got her own tits and her [F] body's like old shits [C#] I'm Marys with no rips, this splash, [D#] it's no drip [Fm] I fell in love with a block and I never [G#] went home [C#] since Real gangsters gone [D#] snitch, looking death [Fm] in the face Welcome to London [D#] City, it's a [C#] treacherous place Everybody lost [D#] someone they can never [Fm] replace And a coffin or a [D#] cell's only [C#] seconds away Feds stop me and they search me and they're checking [Fm] my name And if they find what's in my [G#] boot, like a 10 [C#] or an 8 Plus a recall with a [D#] guilty plea [Fm] I'd rather that than let them kill the G [G#] In the morning, [C#] like my flip up with a milky [D#] tea I ain't [Fm] filthy rich, but I'm filthy [G] free _ [C#] _ Early morning with a [D#] milky tea [Fm] I ain't filthy rich, but I'm [D#] filthy free [F#m] like _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [F#] _ Pussy money weed, but I can't forget the [E] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy [D] And you're blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy Probably why I smoke, [E] like a hippie in the 70s My mother [F#] was an hustler, I guess she's just hereditary Can't see to over grind, that is enemy [D] Come home, push and wait, call it hostile memory Bricks on the [E] floor, like a primary school assembly [F#m] The free old years, a lot of people, they ain't kept for me So now I'm home, I just hope you keep the energy [D] I got a G's on my kicks, got my queen on my chick My machine [E] on my hip, I got beef on my strip I put a G in gang, call me G on my own _ [E] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron [D] I used to pack my own dime, now where my keys on my phone Top of Basin, I'm a rapper, now [E] just leave me alone [F#m] And I don't understand a lot of [F#] man, but he should at home [E] I really mashed a lot of work, that I don't need to promote [D] I'm about to drop a mixtape, that I don't need to promote But fucking training, daily [E] training, that's free in a row [F#m] And I just got a reload, I'm about to skid the slopes [E] When I met my nights, I used to sleep in the cold [D] Try to learn to rock with this grease in the boat DZ know [E] about this scheme when you grow [F#m] Put a tracker on your motor, what you leave in your home [E] I got grub coming in for as cheap as it goes [D] And if you're putting in the work, then you can see the results And since you're putting in the work, you're gonna see the results [F#m] _ Pussy money weed, I just need to [E] covossiate Gang trap thang, that's all part of [D] dossier I smell like weed, this ain't Jean Paul Gaultier Brown on the [E] table, but that ain't coffee [F#m] stains I can't lie to you, crime pays in a lot of [E] ways You gotta catch a bird for you to know it's not a game [D] But I got beef and sauce like Bolognese But I got fire and [E] I'm like Johnny Blaze [F#m] 36 hours in the booth, I've had longer [E] days Mind letting speed come my G, I'll box your [D] face Lucky I ain't letting this thing sing like songs of praise Don't get lost, [E] ran air G, the blocks [F#m] are mazed Barking and stagnant, but it's just [E] drop like fashion And we got our OT [D] passion, I got Chuck with me Yo, what the action? _ [C#m] RIP another Instagram [F#m] caption Pussy money weed, and I want to [C#m] magnum When I'm with Charli, pretty bad, ride [D] me like Harley She get wet wet, like a swimming pool party Rock [C#m] guitar pop me like Nottin O [F#m]'Connie Get money and I still grind, [E] I'm gnarly And I ain't tryna play no game like [D] Serrani No way, yo, I said I ain't tryna [E] play no game like Serrani [F#m] Pussy money weed, and I can't forget the [C#m] Hennessy Drop top, one in the head, like John Kennedy You blinded by the love, but you never see the jealousy _ [E] Nah, never _ [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need the Patron I told [C#m] Probation I'm a rapper now, just leave me alone I [D] really mashed a lot of words that I don't need to promote I'm about to drop a mixtape [E] that I don't need to promote [F#m] Pussy money weed, I just need to convoctiate [E] Gang trap, bang, that's what part of the dossier [D] Can't lie to you, cramp is in a lot of ways [C#m] You got to hold the bird for you to know it's not a game [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _