Start
Verse
Eb Ebm Eb Abm
■ ■ ■ ■
Bb7
Baby back ayy
Ebm
Couple racks ayy ■
Couple Grammys on him
Abm
Couple plaques ayy ■
Bb7
That's a fact ayy
Ebm
Throw it back ayy ■
Throw it back ayy
Abm
And this one is for the champions
Chorus
Bb7 Ebm
I ■ ain't lost since I began yeah
Abm Bb7
Funny how you said it was the end ■ yeah
Eb7 Ebm
Then I went did it again yeah
Abm Bb7
I told you long ago on the road
Eb7
I got what they waitin' for
Abm
I don't run from nothin' dog
Bb7 Eb7
Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Abm7 Bb7
You was never really rootin' for me anyway ■
Ebm Eb Eb7
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say ■
Abm Ab
He don't run from nothin' dog
Verse
Bb7 Eb7
Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over
Ebm7
Uh need to uh
Ebm
Need to get this album done
Bb7
Need a couple number ones
Ebm
Need a plaque on every song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Abm7
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya ha
Bb7
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber ha
Ebm
I don't fuck bitches I'm queer ha
But these niggas bitches like Madea
Ab7
Yeah yeah yeah
Ab Bb
Ayy ■ oh let's do it
Ebm
I ain't fall off I just ain't release my new shit
Abm7 Bb7
I blew up now everybody tryna sue me
Ebm
You call me Nas but the hood call me Doobie yeah
Chorus
Ab7 Abm7
And this one is for the champions ■
Ab Ebm
I ain't lost since I began yeah
Abm Bb
Funny how you said it was the end yeah ■
Ebm
Then I went did it again yeah
Abm Bb7
I told you long ago on the road
Ebm
I got what they waitin' for
Abm
I don't run from nothin' dog
Eb7
Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Abm7 Bb7
You was never really rootin' for me anyway ■
Eb7
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
Ab
He don't run from nothin' dog
Bb7 Eb7 Ebm7
Get your soldiers tell 'em ■ that the break is over ■
Verse
Ebm Bb7
■ My track record so clean
Ebm
They couldn't wait to just bash me
Eb7
I must be gettin' too flashy
Abm7
Y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me
Bb7
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay
Ebm
And these girls know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend
Ab7
With my handprint on her ass cheek
Ebm
City talkin' we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts
Abm
Wish he could but he can't get close
Bb7 Ebm
Og so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts
I'm the type that you can't control
Abm7
Said I would then I made it so
Bb7
I don't clear up rumors
Ebm
Where's y'all sense of humor
Eb7 Abm7
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers
Ebm
I make vets feel like they juniors
Abm7
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma
Bb
Mine is comin' sooner
Ebm
I'm just a late bloomer
Abm7
I didn't peak in high school I'm still out here gettin' cuter
Bb
All these social networks and computers
Ebm
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers
Chorus
Abm Bb7
I told you long ago on the road
Ebm
I got what they waitin' for
Eb Ab Abm
I don't run from nothin' dog
Bb Eb7
Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low
Abm7 Ab7 Bb7
You was never really rootin' for me anyway ■
Ebm
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say
Eb7 Ab Abm
He don't run from nothin' dog
Ab Eb7 Ebm
Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over
Outro
Ab7 Ebm Eb7 Ab Bb Eb
Yeah ■ ■ I'm the industry baby mm ■ ■
I'm the industry baby
Eb
Yeah ■
End