Chords for Rappers That Define A Specific Year! (2010-2020)

I don't follow no bitches on IG, but all of your bitches, they following [Bb] it
And that lil nigga ain't gon' shoot shit with that gun, he just pull it out in his pictures
Bitch, huh, huh?
Packin' a mail, it's [A] gone
Shit like I smell cologne, I just signed a deal, I'm on
Yeah, yeah
I [Em] go out with a
Pull up to the [D] bank and you know I'm pullin' these [Em] checks out
Your bitch a pussy stain, told her [Bm] give me top and step out
And these [Em] niggas hope I quit, they [Em] know I will never stop
Got [C] these niggas really mad, cause they know I'm at the top
[Em] I went Franco with your bitch and we brought her to the loft
To the loft, yeah, these niggas mad, yeah, these niggas Superman
I got gold chains, gold flakes, like it's super [C] bad
I'm in a fast cool with your bitch, she pass [Em] you
I don't like these hood [Bm] bitches, but I like they tattoos
Bitch, [C] you know that I'd have who the [Bm] fuck be gassin' you
[C] Bitches give me top, yeah, I'm [D] tellin' you, not [C] askin' you no two-door rolls
I [Bm] got stars in the roof and [C] your big ass
No one means to have all [Eb] that power
The clock's [Bb] tickin', I just count the [C] hours
Stop trippin', I'm trippin' off [Bb] the power
I [Gm] can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
[Eb] And right now there's a steel knife in [Bb] my windpipe
I can't breathe while I still fight, while I can [Ab] fight And [E] slow
He come up in the club, he be blazin' up
Got stacks on deck like he's favin' up
[B] And he ill, he real, he might got a deal
He pop bottles and he got the [Gb] right kind of bill
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
[G] He always in the air
Pushin' me [Cm] away so I give a space out
Dealin' with a heart that I didn't break
I'll be there for you, I would care for you
I keep thinkin' you just don't know
Tryna run from that, say you're done with [C] that
On your phone
Can't you see the private jets flyin' over you?
Maybach bumper stickery, what we overdo?
Jay is chillin', yay is chillin'
What more can I say?
We killin' em
All so hot, got a pro clock
Rollies, you don't tick tock
All them odds, that's losing time
Hittin' behind all these cheap [Dbm] rocks
All so hot, I'm [Ab] shocked too
I'm supposed [Bm] to be hot
If I [Db] take another one down, I'ma drown in some poison
The [G] blues are my limit, I think that I'm feelin' the vibe
[Em] I see the love in her eyes
I see the feeling [Bm] of freedom is granted
As soon as [Dbm] the damage of alcohol dropped
This how you [G] capitalize?
And I keep [Ab] coppin' it
Watchin' it, bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those markets
And someone else is there walkin' in
Bout me and Grudgey fuckin' me
I am [Abm] stunting and blossomin'
Say that my money and I'm hella [G] happy
That's a-
These bitches [Bm] love salsa
Oh, [G] and I know it
Walkin' [Bm] with them old boss
We gon' get [G] fucked over
Rarities [Bm] and wallbox
These [Gm] hoes love to-
Ah, summa-lumma-dumma-lumma
You assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you?
I'm superhuman, innovative, and I'm made of rubble
So that anything you say is fictitious
You know for me and it'll be me
You been devastating more than ever
Demonstrating how to give a motherfuckin' audience
A feeling [Eb] like a-
I done kept your rear in front of junk
Livin' at my mama's house
We'd argue every Monday
I was tryna get it on my own _
Workin' all night
Traffic [Gb] on the-
Been a while out for the [B] weekend
Me, myself, and now [Gbm] my three friends
Nigga, pillow broke, it didn't leave thin
ASAP, niggas finna sleep in
[Gb] Finger to the grill, it
Me and my [Ab] niggas drill it
Martin Luther King would've been on Dreamville
Talk [Db] to him, nigga
One time for my [Bbm] L.A. sisters
One time for my L.A. [Fm] ho
Lay niggas can't tell [Eb] a different poem
And I'm [Gm] slingin' on the curb
Weed corns every corner, sell herb
Watch it fly to a bird
[Eb] Nigga, I can get you a curb
[Bb] Let this real shit occur
Make real from a bird
Niggas have a crib in [F] the back
That's [Ebm] a nigga back up
They in a bucket, lapped up
I [B] got that act right
If you niggas wanna act up
He talkin' like a snitch
No, that [G] ain't my nigga
He trippin' off [B] a bitch
No, that-
And when I wake up
I recognize you lookin' at me for the pay [D] cut
But how am I stopping looking at you from the face down?
Why Mack 11 need to rule [Dm] with the face [Ab] down?
Skim it, and let me tell you about my life
[Bb] Used to call me on my cell phone
[Gb] _
Now you got it with the [Fm] bitch
_ [G] Bout to fuck this cash up on a [D] new toy
[Gm] Bout to fuck this cash up [G] on a new toy
You ain't [Gm] understand us
Cause you too [D] soft
It's [G] Pellabab
The pickup on the mail
They go channel [Bm] ridin' through the street
They be like, there [Em] we go
Ooh, I [D] just come in for the rickies and that
Y'all in busy while we-
[Fm] Money got longer, speakers got louder
Car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter
She gon' be jottin'
They smokin' that gas
Gon' out that sign, then she on the powder
[Am] My friend, so my glove and my car
I see Mackie Reed like head in the hat
21 Savage, the cat with the mat
21 Savage, now boys in the hood
But I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the [Bb] back
Let's do it
Yo, nigga, [B] pop it
What up?
Like it?
It look got it [Bb] Yeah
Whoa, chemo, [Ebm] savage
Choppa, I'm an engine Love [Bb] it Yeah
Head to, cut to, add it
[B] Dinner, choppa, head to, jiggy
My [F] left stroke just went viral
Right stroke, put lil' baby in the spiral
Soprano, see, we like to keep it on the high note
It's levels to it
[C] Wanna put ten shots in my brain
I bet you a bunch of things can't [Gm] change
Switch on the same time, I'm tamed
Put you this in, beg at a [Ab] phone call
Girl, that you fuck with, killa, so
I was in summer and nobody [Gbm] helped
I still see your [Dbm] shadows in my [Bm] room
Can't take back the love that I gave you
It's to the [Dbm] point where I love and I hate [Bm] you
And I cannot change you, so [Bb] I must replace
Put your phone out, gotta [Eb] hit them ankles
Put your phone out, [Fm] slapping like you Fable
And you [Db] sure know, but it's alright
And you sure know, but [Ebm] it's alright
Gotta concentrate against the clock I race
Got no time to waste, I'm already late
I got a marathon of space
Went from addict to a workaholic
Word to Dr.
Dre and that first marijuana tape
Yes, I got a [A] chronic case
Hi, pack in the mail, it's gone
She like I smell cologne
I just signed a deal, I'm on
[Bb] _
I go how I want, good, play if you [Ab] want
You should [Bbm] make my ass quake
Make [A] my ass quake
_ Riding [G] around, you love me, shaking me up
And you're staking your car
You just gotta tell me what you want
Let me tell you, damn, keep calm
[E] All you do is punt it, what you [C] want
Crippled, cut, punters in a town
35,000 for a dog
[Bbm] Pull up your whole damn seal
I'ma get lazy
[Ebm] I got the mojo deals, we be trailing like [Ab] the 80's
[Bbm] She said the niggas suck
[Ebm] Hit the strip after school, couldn't wait
Till I got out of class, you just stare at the clock and shit
Before all this rap shit, I was gang banging
And doing half beats on the concert here
And I'm straight from the shop
But I ball like a king up in Cali
And shoot like [Ab] Stoicovitch
Bitch, call my phone, I hit the client
Shoot that bitch right [Eb] in the eye
These hoes done know me, they can [E] say I'm fire
I pull up to the top of you, you know he gon' die like
Uh, you gotta bust down bitch
Ride around town with a [Ab] bad lil' bitch
When the pussy get wrong, I'll spray
People like [Eb] 30 get closer every day [Ab] OK
Hollywood fest, I might hit up Kool Kid
I keep me a gun in the