This song is from the album Not Now I’m Busy(2024), released on 01 March 2024. The vocals are by Joyner Lucas , Conway The Machine, the music is produced by ADHD Productions, Leo Son, Boi Yanel , Mario Luciano, and the lyrics are written by Joyner Lucas , Conway the Machine.
This song is originally in the key of G# Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of G# Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Joyner Lucas , Conway The Machine ,
Producer: ADHD Productions, Leo Son, Boi Yanel , Mario Luciano,
Writer: Joyner Lucas , Conway the Machine,
Producer: ADHD Productions, Leo Son, Boi Yanel , Mario Luciano,
Writer: Joyner Lucas , Conway the Machine,
Original Key: G# Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] G#m F# E D# x2 . Yeah Uh Talk to these niggas king F# Look [VERSE] F# E Ayo, it be at least ten niggas shot every week (Grr) E Get out of the streets, this ain't a game, D# this shit not for the weak, just save your momma the grief (Uh huh) G#m Young niggas turn you to a pack, smoke you out of a leaf F# Fiend shootin' in her toe knuckle, she noddin' to sleep (Haha) E I accomplished a bunch of shit that's way out of your reach D# And I'm still not at my peak, screamin' on the label, G#m "All of them budgets gotta increase" G#m My project complete, yeah (This shit finished) F# E Look, if it ain't the Spade, this a bottle of Clicq' E Kalamata olives inside of my Greek, D# you know the motto, make a million dollars, repeat (Ooh) G#m Got that down to a T (Talk to 'em) F# The money machine ring and no wonder F# Machine seen in that Cullinan thing greenish (Hahaha) E That brother just seems genius (Yeah) D# They talk the most but they haven't done D# anything meaningful yet, I'm at your neck G#m My releases is your financial threat, substantial checks F# Impact from my next patch is predicted to crash the net (Ah) E Look, you comin' for Machine? Then you better be at your best D# Boy, you know the rule, D# you better clap if you flash your sket, facts G#m F# You know whenever we did them shows, SK and them niggas drove E You know if he pullin' up then he comin' with his poles E (You know what that mean) D# Nigga, play with us, then bro wipin' a nigga nose (Woo, woo) His reaction is put you on a shirt (Boom boom boom boom), no Kenneth Cole [VERSE] G#m My nigga, I'm in the zone F# Reflectin' on my life and where I've been as I sip Patrón (Yeah) E And who needs a money phone? My money talkin', no Vic Damone (Brr) D# And who needs a wife when I keep that pipe? That's Mrs. Jones (Uh) G#m Ain't nothin' worse than havin' love for niggas with twisted souls (Yeah) F# The ones you call your brothers, grab the shovel and dig a hole (Uh) E I've seen my own family stab my back, I should've known D# They say sticks and stones'll break your bones, D# I'm sticks and stones G#m I wish I could pick up phones, but F# I know there ain't no way in hell (Yeah) F# I think this rappin' shit is cool and, yeah, I played it well E But really I been contemplatin' quittin' if we stayin' real D# But would you walk away from fifty million or be Dave Chappelle? (Uh) G#m I'd rather cry inside a yacht than an '88 Deville F# Fuck my bitch over the balcony while we was chasin' whales E Private chefs, dinin' best, lots of major meals D# But when I'm with my kids, I'm at my best, D# that's how I stay fulfilled (Yeah) G#m Nights in Miami, gettin' drunk and whippin' foreigns (Uh) F# Just copped the new Urus, you still buffin' up the Taurus (Damn) E Stuntin' on you niggas, fly as fuck when I'm in orbit D# Bought my mansion all in cash, D# you niggas fuckin' up your mortgage (Ooh) G#m You want the fame and glory but don't got numbers to support it (Word) F# If you don't give me my flowers, bitch, F# I'm comin' with a florist (Damn) E Your shorty ain't a groupie, E she just fuck me 'cause I'm gorgeous D# Hate when niggas kiss and tell, D# y'all just ain't nothin' but informants G#m Better get real, I do this for my niggas locked up, F# sleepin' on bed still (Yeah) F# I do this for my niggas trappin', E workin' on their best skills (Yeah) For niggas out here stressin', D# head is spinnin' like roulette wheels (Uh huh) G#m Tryna make it back to home base with snakes in the left field (Joyner) G#m And I don't know how death feels, F# but I'll tell you how success feels F# I'll tell you what it's like to have to worry E 'bout your next meal (Uh huh) E D# I'll tell you what it's like to know who's a hundred and who's less real (Uh huh) I'll tell you what it's like, uh, I'll tell you what it's like for real
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