This song is from the album DROGAS Light(2017), released on 10 February 2017.
Vocals: Lupe Fiasco , Gizzle ,
Producer(s): Soundtrakk,
Writer(s): Lupe Fiasco , Gizzle ,
Scale: A Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 75 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Am [VERSE] Am Gold medals, them my role models Am Rollin' old models, lowered old schools Am Flowin' cold and goin' gold follows Am Flower bearin', call it petals to the floor Am Power sharin', call it devils to the door Am Power, power, 'til ain't no devils anymore Am Flower, flowers, Am they be droppin' at the feet of my sun Am Move a thousand miles per hour Am down the street of my slum Am And who do I meet, to the beat of my drum www.chordzone.org Am It was little Susie Uzi, Am she sold crack and was a killer Am All bitch dope tip, wasn't trappin' with no niggas Am Had a long money, minor do that action for them figures Am Her influence fully automatic, Am crackin' off the Richter, yeah Am Walked up to my ride, asked me could she get inside Am She pointed at her pistol so I properly replied Am Told me, out here in the streets, Am she ain't have no competition Am And with me up on them beats, Am then we shared the same description Am With a blunt between her lips, Am she said, "Now here's my proposition: Am You just write a bunch of raps for me Am and I'ma go and spit 'em Am Then we take 'em to the radio, Am the DJ better spin 'em Am Then we take 'em to the record store Am and sell a couple million" [HOOK] Am I already got the money, already got the bitches Am I see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it Am From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper Am Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Am Tell me call up Soundtrakk, Am have him send a couple beats Am Not that "Superstar" shit, Am she wanted somethin' for the streets Am Said it might take 'bout a month, Am she said it better take a week Am Gave my arm a little punch and Am then she pointed at her heat Am Said, "I saw that thing the first time, Am you don't gotta do it twice Am But I need a lil' more info on exactly what I write Am Some details 'bout a female, Am 'bout your life and what you like" Am She said, "My life is like a bitch, Am and I'm just like my life" Am Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, Am yeah them niggas started bussin' Am Like that boycott was over Am and that we had overcome it Am She said, "Nigga hit the gas," Am went from zero to a hunnid Am Now we runnin' from some killers, Am I was so sick to my stomach Am She was hangin' out the window Am with that thumper she was dumpin' Am Had a look upon her face that Am made me think that she was cummin' Am We was swervin', jumped the curb Am And ditched the whip and started runnin' Am Tried to jump over a wall, Am but it was a little tall Am So we ducked behind a bush Am and that's how we got overlooked Am I was shook and breathin' hard Am And she was sittin' there smokin' kush Am Then we both started to glow, Am we looked around like "What is this?" Am And then we looked up and a light came down Am And pulled us to a ship, like, "What the fuck?" [HOOK] Am I already got the money, already got the bitches Am I see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it Am From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper Am Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen [VERSE] Am Well now this the shit I'm talkin' 'bout, Am the shit that I've been on Am Yeah lightyears outer space, Am but still a bitch feel right at home Am Now where the bitches? Am Get them intergalactic asses to clappin' Am Break down some of that candy Am and roll it up in a wrapper for a rapper Am Now I could never go back to trappin' Am And who needs Atlanta when you're on Am Saturn gettin' a lapdance Am With a lit match in your left hand, Am and your right hand is a gas can Am And at any given moment, Am I could burn this shit up Am Why you standin' there just lookin', Am nigga? Turn that shit up Am Hop in some of this alien pussy, Am let me know how it work Am I'm just sayin', I'm gon' be there Am and I ain't in no rush Am Nah, nigga, nah nigga Am I ain't in no rush [VERSE] Am Ayy I thought you couldn't rap, Am when'd you learn how to do that? Am Then what you need me for Am if you already know how to flow? Am Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, Am wouldn't even be in this ho Am If you told me from the jump Am we wouldn't be on this UFO Am But I think that I can fly us, Am stole a key so I can try it Am Never thought that Am I would ever be a flyin' saucer pilot Am But first thing's gon' be first, Am when we get back to that earth Am I'ma go back to them raps and Am you can go back to that work, nigga [HOOK] Am I already got the money, already got the bitches Am I see these other niggas, I'ma do it how they did it Am Nigga we're goin' home, home! Am From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper Am Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen Am You can kill me, I don't care—No! [OUTRO] Am Ayy look, the basic thing is, Am you can do whatever you wanna do. Am Like I ain't 'bout to pass up on all this shit, Am you see this? Like we time jumpin' and shit. Am You wanna go back and do what, just rap? Am You can rap up here! Am Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can't, nigga, Am this is space. You can't, fuck that, Am we goin' home. DROGAS!
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