Chords for 4 Min Convo (Favorite Song)

_ This don't [B] happen like this type of fuck up.
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I'm just gonna throw it up.
Pretty bitches in my city, [Gm] literally just going up.
[Dm] Nigga, you just wanna be [Cm] around me, cut my money up.
[Gm] Heard them goofy niggas tryna line me down, wanna smoke with us.
[Dm] Had to pop a addy, I was down, you had to fuck us up.
Most my niggas dogs, I hit up bitches that my homies fuck.
I hear too much me and niggas [Eb] songs, so I had to switch it up.
I had to switch it up.
Pick [Bb] out diamonds in particular, cause I'm just rich as fuck.
Rest in [Eb] peace to that boy Trayvon, I got my hoodie up.
They know [Gm] exactly how we give it up, shoot a bully up.
And you [Eb] bitches know that I cannot waste no time, bitch, I'm really grinding.
If I [Dm] ever said I love you, never [Eb] mind it.
Especially when I feel like you out here [Gm] thotting.
I threaten you, but I fuck with you, let's be honest.
[Eb] I hide the fact that I love to smoke on [Gm] exotic flowers.
[Dm] I give you all my [Eb] hours, I fuck around, I miss you though.
I [Gm] promise Bonnie ain't [Bb] got issues, guns [Eb] around us.
Yo, bozos in my circle, they get [Gm] cocked, we can't even get [Dm] around.
I got my hoodie on in [Eb] public.
House arrest in Florida, they always checked up [Gm] on me.
So when I was in the [Dm] studio, I said I wasn't [Eb] public.
If you go walk in my shoes, you go walk on [Gm] water.
Percocets like [Dm] NyQuil, got me buying [Eb] sawed-off.
Since I've been in high school, I've been feeling [Gm] heartless.
I swear I was [Dm] like you, now look at me [Eb] balling.
10K on one fit, fly like I departed.
Stay with that [Gm] rocket, ooh, I go J-hard.
I can't tell if I got it, but I stay on it.
And they [Dm] stay frontin', but it [Eb] ain't nothin', cause I make money.
Talkin' [Gm] big money.
If I [Dm] ain't go broke, stay [Eb] away from me.
If I ain't go broke, I'ma [Gm] take money, yeah.
I might [Bb] go broke in my [Eb] late hundreds.
It's hard not to talk money, cause I got [Gm] money now.
And these [Dm] chains around my neck over [Eb] 200,000.
And Puma just gave me a budget.
I should [Gm] say fuck it and give it to the schools.
Cause they need [Eb] it more than I need it now.
I pay my dues, I can speak up more, though I [Gm] play it quiet.
Tryna keep it [Dm] cool, like the time I was in the [Eb] studio with Gucci and Iqboon.
Sitting next to my favorite [Gm] rapper, acting scared to say it.
[Dm] Used to bump March [Eb] Madness, popping Addies because of you.
After you and Jilly dropped, [Gm] then I got in tune.
[Dm] Rizzy, that's my broski, I [Eb] appreciate you too, yeah.
First time in the garden, it was [Gm] all because of you, yeah.
I [Dm] probably was OD'ing to do a [Eb] song, but I was new, yeah.
I can't lie, all you was like my [Gm] idol, act my crew, yeah.
Right [Dm] when I thought viral was viral, [Eb] Tekashi blew, yeah.
And that's my niggas too, I fuck with [Gm] you, I swear to God.
[Dm] Type of nigga keep that shit a [Gm] hundred cameras off.
And I'm the type of nigga you might see in St.
Lebron.
[Dm] Different places, Cleveland, Miami, but I ain't LeBron.
With different bitches, then I'm looking like they painted on.
[F] Listening to DTB here, [Eb] that's our favorite song.
I don't judge bitches, [Gm] but you're just like me.
[Dm] That's why I don't trust bitches, it's [Eb] your favorite song.
I don't love bitches, [Gm] fly bitches.
DTB [Bb] know I don't trust bitches, it's [Eb] your favorite song.
When you're home, all alone.
[Bb] Reminiscing my [Eb] D.R.C. alone.
Now going back, I already [G] killed your soul.
I am gone, [Eb] yeah.
Woke up with the chills, oh.
[Gm] Took a pill with my milk, [Eb] oh.
Like it's not a big deal, [Gm] oh.
Free all of my bros, whoa.
[Eb] Free my nigga Pee-wee, free my nigga [Gm] skills now.
And you gotta see [Dm] me, see how I came [Eb] up now.
You still wear the same shit, I ain't looking like no bum [Gm] now.
I'm a New York [Dm] nigga hanging laces off my [Eb] uptowns.
Grew up in the jungle where they rumbling for dust [Gm] now.
Running around the [Dm] BX, RIP the big pun [Eb] now.
And I don't know why, I feel like they [Gm] wanna take my [Bb] life.
And [Eb] it's so.
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Take my life.
Take my life.
_ [G] _ _ And [Eb] it's so.
_ And it's so right.
And _ it's so right.
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