F#m E Bm D
F#m
Yeah, the sky is the limit what I'm aiming for
E
Ain't no time to be chillin’, what you waiting for?
Bm
When you grind then you really know it’s a stainless love
D
You should be proud that I'm winning, what you hatin’ for?
F#m
They like, "Hotboii, why you won't explain to them?"
E
They won't listen
Bm
I feel like you changin’, up you so different
D
I hate doing my thing, but love, you don't get it
F#m
I can't even complain, for real, look how I'm living
Bae, look how I'm living, it's the suburbs
Boy, where I come from we roll weed at the concert
Mugging me, you better have your glizzy, I get rougher
He want all the smoke, we Do deliveries, yeah
Remember I was broke, they wasn’t feeling me, yeah
If I was to die broke, they wouldn't remember me, yeah
Sipping Belaire 'cause it make me feel the beat more
Slow down on the Percs, for they was killing me slowly
I Go where I want
Two us four Glocks shoot like Kobe
I ain’t even did nothing wrong
Police harassing me, provoking me, me
Telling me to freeze when I'm clean
Tell me not to leave when I'm leavin’
I aint even Zoe but I'm running with these Z’s for a reason
Yeah, the sky is the limit what I'm aiming for
Ain't no time to be chillin’, what you waiting for?
When you grind then you really know it’s a stainless love
You should be proud that I'm winning, what you hatin’ for?
They like, "Hotboii, why you won't explain to them?" They won't listen
I feel like you changin’ up, you so different
I hate doing my thing, but love, you don't get it
I can't even complain, for real, look how I'm living
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