[Chorus]
E
They say hard work pays off, I’ve been feeling paid off
G#m
Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg
A
Put the chopper to your head, and take it off
F#m Am E
Fast break, taking off, dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah
Keep niggas on they toes
G#m
I ain’t never play fair, throwin elbows
A
This an AK, yeah, bullet to your skull
F#m Am
Damn, now its blood all on my Rick Owens
[Verse 1]
E
Blood all on the Rick’s, Rick’s, Rick’s, Rick’s, Rick’s
G#m
I’m richer than a bitch, bitch, bitch, white bitch
A
Blue face everywhere
Pull up, they stare
F#m
Fendi, my underwear
Am E
She suck my dick she like “Damn”
G#m
I didn’t need a money counter, (Count em’)
A
Money all over the kitchen counter (Count em’)
F#m
I think I need me a money counter, (Count em’)
Am E
Money all over the kitchen counter
Call my doctor to handle my pain
G#m
Perky’s taking my life away
I’m a bag your bitch, because I can
A
I’m a go take your wife away
Choppa on me Afghanistan
F#m
That bitch kill many men
Am
Over the bag, over the cash, yeah
E
I’m a money fan
Over the bag, on your ass, yeah
G#m
Hoppin out the van
Switched up to the Lamb
A
How you niggas like me now, yeah
No limit, the gang
F#m
Try it, they gonna shoot you down, yeah
Am
Loaded up, they gone gun you down
[Chorus]
E
They say hard work pays off, I’ve been feeling paid off
G#m
Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg
A
Put the chopper to your head, and take it off
F#m Am E
Fast break, taking off, dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah
Keep niggas on they toes
G#m
I ain’t never play fair, throwin elbows
A
This an AK, yeah, bullet to your skull
F#m Am
Damn, now its blood all on my Rick Owens
[Verse 2]
E
They say hard work pays off, I’ve been feeling paid off
G#m
Dripping on them everyday, steak sauce
A
Put the chopper to your head, take it off
F#m
Fast lane, taking it off
Am
Breaking your ankle, Chris Paul
E
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G#m
I’m so on ’em now my legacy will never fade
A
I’ve been traumatized before but still I’m not afraid
F#m Am
I done seen friends turn foe it don’t amaze me
E
Came from the bottom of the creek that shit was ugly
G#m
Made it to the top of the mountain drankin’ muddy
A
Everyone around me change and I feel so neglected
F#m Am E
Hopping on the bird, with some birds, they respected (Yeah, yeah)
G#m
24/7 everyday we get it in (Yeah, yeah)
A F#m Am
Yeah, started living out my dream, feel like I was born again
[Chorus]
E
They say hard work pays off, I’ve been feeling paid off
G#m
Tryna take it then you dead, Nate Dogg
A
Put the chopper to your head, and take it off
F#m Am E
Fast break, taking off, dunk on the bitch, John Wall, woah
Keep niggas on they toes
G#m
I ain’t never play fair, throwin elbows
A
This an AK, yeah, bullet to your skull
F#m Am
Damn, now its blood all on my Rick Owens
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