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Intro
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No no ■
A
Lil Tjay yeah yeah
Chorus
D
Yo yo yo
E
Mmh ■ mh mmh
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Verse
D
Two three bands and you thinking shit sweet little nigga
E
I ain't never gon' extend my hand
F#m
If we two deep verse your whole block deep
A
Swear to God I ain't never gon' fail my man
D
Money gon' come like the money gon' go
E
All these fake niggas started getting too close
F#7
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
'cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive
Chorus
D
New drip had to pick up some sauce
E
New kicks I don't care what it cost
F#m
Ruthless I don't care who lost
A
Stupid I done turned to a boss
D
And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win
E
They don't wanna see the young boy win
F#7
They don't wanna see a young boy win
F#m
They don't wanna see a young boy win
Verse
D
Where I come from there's a whole lot of gang shit
E
As a youngin I just wanted to be famous
F#m
Hopped in the booth to your screen now we made it
F#7
Other day I was recording in the basement
D
Now I pull up to a show in a spaceship
E7
How you screamin' Day one doin' fake shit
F#7
Nowadays bad bitches wanna taste it
A
Pull up on the S show love that be gang shit
D
And if they let me in the game I'ma change it
E
Ain't a lot of niggas say ever basic
F#m
Pop it I'ma stain Balmains and some Bape shit
A
Niggas see me they ain't never gon' say shit
D
Bustdown ain't never gon' take this
E
Money I got lil' nigga can't make this
F#7
Countin' blue strips broke niggas gon' hate this
A
Mama so proud I'ma take her on vacation
D
I be goin' hard remember used to starve
E
Remember selling nicks right on the boulevard
F#m
Going downtown tryna steal a nigga car
F#m7
And if I call Tut he'll pull a nigga card
D
I don't play the field no more without a hammer
E
Brodie on the news whole face on the camera
F#m F#7
Free all my day one niggas out the slammer
F#m
Opp nigga told black and white he a panda
Bridge
D
Got me finna run up in his crib like I'm Santa
E
All of this designer got me broads in Atlanta
F#m
Honestly I ain't playin' games no more
And they been on my dick 'til my thing feel sore
D
Bitch said I'm trash shorty change your drawers
E
I ain't worried 'bout you I ain't worried 'bout me
F#m
I'ma still pop out with a fresh white tee
With some retro J's and some fresh Nikes
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Chorus
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Verse
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Two three bands ■ and you ■ thinking shit sweet little nigga
E
I ain't never gon' extend my hand
F#m
If we two deep verse your whole block deep
A7
Swear to God I ain't never gon' fail my man
D
Money gon' come like the money gon' go
E7 E
All these fake niggas started getting too close
F#7
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
A
'cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive
Chorus
D
New drip had to pick up some sauce
E
New kicks I don't care what it cost
F#m
Ruthless I don't care who lost
A
Stupid I done turned to a boss
D
And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win
E
They don't wanna see the young boy win
F#7
They don't wanna see a young boy win
A7 A
They don't wanna see a young boy win
Verse
Check up they don't wan' see me win
E7
Flex up I'ma jump out the gym
E
New water watch that young boy swim
A
I got it the harder way like I'm Tim
D
In that Maybach you can't see through the tint
E
I ride foreign but bro in a stolie
F#7
Had to make me some plays on my dolie
A
Think I made it these bitches all on me
D
No this is not a chain this a trophy
E
Boss up he a baby like Jody
F#m
Used to go hit a stain for the OZ's
A
When I put on the ice it be odee
D
I'm talking money put that cash on a threeway
E
Doin' the dash on a freeway
F#m
I knew I would get it they didn't believe me
A
Baby I make it look easy
Bridge
D
Your bitch keep callin' and sayin' she need me
E7
I know she see me with Tjay
F#m
I'm sippin' fours of that drank movin' slowmo
A A7
But my whip do the speed race ■
D
She wanna link up a ho that's a nogo
E7
I been stackin' my cheesecake
F#7
Yeah I get to the racks and I'm above the rim
A
Collecting the bag and I do it again
Chorus
D
Two three bands and you thinking shit sweet little nigga
E
I ain't never gon' extend my hand
F#m
If we two deep verse your whole block deep
F#m
Swear to God I ain't never gon' fail my man
D
Money gon' come like the money gon' go
E
All these fake niggas started getting too close
F#m7
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
F#m A
'cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive
D
New drip had to pick up some sauce
E
New kicks I don't care what it cost
F#m
Ruthless I don't care who lost
A
Stupid I done turned to a boss
D E7
And I know they don't wanna see the young boy win
F#7
They don't wanna see the young boy win
Outro
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They don't wanna see a young ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ boy win
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They don't wanna see a young boy win
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