2 acessos
Gm F Gm F Eb D [Verse 1] Gm I live it up like these are my last days F If time is money, I'm an hour past paid Gm Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass F Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag Eb Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting D I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect Gm Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters F But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper Gm So love or hate me, I stay hate-free F They say we learn from mistakes; why, that's why they mistake me Eb I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers D All hail Weezy, call it bad weather Gm I stick to the script, I memorize the lines F Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times Gm You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds F And they say never say never, but fuck it, nevermind Eb I've been gone too long, true or false, right or wrong D Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah [Hook] x2 Gm F I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin' Gm F I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga Eb With my money growing, no matter where you going D You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga [Verse 2] Gm F Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them bitches Gm F All about my riches, my name should be Richard Eb Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the scissors D Life is a choice, and death is a decision Gm F Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch Gm I still got the vision like a line between two dots Eb Young Money's eating, the label getting fatter D And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em Gm F I'm a bad motherfucker cause the good die young Gm F Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one Eb Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb D Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum Gm F Yea, big money, big money, deep pockets Gm F Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping Eb Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting D Eastside, MOB Piru Damu [Hook] x2 Gm F I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin' Gm F I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga Eb With my money growing, no matter where you going D You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga [Verse 3] Gm F Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher Gm F See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher Eb I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker D And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her Gm F You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids Gm F But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like surprises Eb Why that, why this, why you on that why shit? D Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM Gm F Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim+ Gm F Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin Eb Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras D Belly of the beast 'til it puke us, motherfucker [Hook] x2 Gm F I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin' Gm F I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga Eb With my money growing, no matter where you going D You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga [Outro] Gm I've been gone too long F True or false, right or wrong Gm I've been gone too long F True or false, right or wrong Eb I've been gone too long Eb True or false, right or wrong D Hello Weezy, welcome home Gm F It's Young Mula, baby Gm F It's Young Mula, baby Eb True or false, right or wrong D Hello Weezy, welcome home