[Intro]
Eb7 Ab Bb
Baby back, ayy, couple racks,
ayy
Ebm
Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh),
Fm7
couple plaques, ayy
Ab
That's a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh),
Bb
throw it back, ayy
Ebm
Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh)
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[Pre-Chorus] Fm7 Ab And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh) Bb I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh) Ebm Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh) Fm7 Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh) [Chorus] Ab I told you long ago on the road Bb I got what they waiting for Ebm I don't run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, Fm7 tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rooting Ab for me anyway (Ah, ooh) When I'm back up at the top, Bb I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) Ebm He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) Get your soldiers, Fm7 tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)
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[Verse 1] Ab Uh, need to, uh, Bb need to get this album done Ebm Need a couple numbеr ones, need a plaque on evеry song Fm7 Need me like one with Nicki now Ab Bb Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah Ebm Fm7 I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah Ab Bb I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah Ebm But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Fm7 Ayy, oh, let's do it (Oh, let's do it) Ab I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit Bb I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me Ebm You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yah [Pre-Chorus] Fm7 Ab And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh) Bb I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh) Ebm Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh) Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)
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[Chorus]
Fm7 Ab
I told you long ago on the road
Bb
I got what they waiting for
Ebm
I don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers,
Fm7
tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting
Ab
for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top,
Bb
I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
Ebm
He don't run from nothin', dog
(Ah, ooh)
Get your soldiers,
Fm7
tell 'em that the break is over
(Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)
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[Verse 2] Ab My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me Bb I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo) Ebm It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm) I sent her back to her boyfriend with Fm7 my handprint on her ass cheek Ab City talkin', we takin' notes Bb Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close Ebm OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toast I'm the type that you can't control, Fm7 said I would, then I made it so Ab I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy) Bb I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers Ebm Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors) Say your time is comin' soon Fm7 but just like Oklahoma (Mmm) Ab Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm) Bb I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo) Ebm All these social networks and computers Got these pussies walkin' Fm7 'round like they ain't losers [Chorus] Fm7 Ab I told you long ago on the road Bb I got what they waiting for Ebm I don't run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, Fm7 tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rooting Ab for me anyway (Ah, ooh) When I'm back up at the top, Bb I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh) Ebm He don't run from nothin', dog (Ah, ooh) Get your soldiers, Fm7 tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)
