Song Scale: D Minor
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 90
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
(Intro)
Dm Bb
Big Latto
Yeah
[VERSE]
Dm
I got money and my own family started acting funny
Bb
I don’t trust nobody, keep it on me
Dm
I swear they always told me that the top would be lonely (Yeah)
Bb
Two year relationship, that nigga really owe me (Pussy)
Dm
Bitch, I want my time back, bruises, had to hide that
Bb
I thought I was pregnant, to this day, I’m thanking God for that
Dm
Fuck The Rap Game, still happy I ain’t sign that
Bb
No sleep, when I land, headed straight to sound check
Dm
Dropped ten bands to beat a case that I ain’t do (Yeah)
Bb
How the fuck they book me for some shit with no proof? (Shit cap)
Dm
Bitch, I ain’t forgot how y’all was clownin’, but it’s cool
Bb
I’ma sue and get the last laugh on ’em when I’m through
Dm
I love my OG, but he ain’t show me how to treat shit
Bb
No wonder why I let that nigga try me like a weak bitch
Dm
Shouldn’t have made the tape, he keep on threatenin’ to leak shit
Bb
I let a nigga break me, now I’m pickin’ up the pieces (Yeah)
Dm
She used to be my dawg, but now she telling all my business (Bitch)
Bb
If I could take it back, I wouldn’t have been on television (Hell no)
Dm
‘Cause y’all won’t let me grow up and accept the fact I’m winning
Bb
Brother in the penitentiary, it’s a piece of me missing (Straight up)
Dm
Heart been broke way too many times (Times)
Bb
Me and Brooke beatin’ bitches, still banned from Mount Zion
Dm
I can’t let the industry get between me and mine
Bb
Swear I’m trying not to lose it, but this shit be havin’ me crying
Dm
Mama had me at fifteen, really got it out the mud (Yeah)
Bb
I came home from school and seen bags, hella drugs
Dm
Lost the bond with my daddy for some money and a buzz
Bb
Swear the industry the devil, shit, it is what it was
Dm
Ain’t no stranger on the ‘net finna tell me ’bout my life, though (Hell nah)
Bb
As a kid, feelin’ too black for the white folks
Dm
Ain’t changin’ my name, disagree and you can die slow
Bb
Work hard and pray harder, bitch, that’s all I know (Bitch)
[Intro]
Big Latto
Yeah
[Verse]
I got money and my own family started acting funny
I don’t trust nobody, keep it on me
I swear they always told me that the top would be lonely (Yeah)
Two year relationship, that nigga really owe me (Pussy)
Bitch, I want my time back, bruises, had to hide that
I thought I was pregnant, to this day, I’m thanking God for that
Fuck The Rap Game, still happy I ain’t sign that
No sleep, when I land, headed straight to sound check
Dropped ten bands to beat a case that I ain’t do (Yeah)
How the fuck they book me for some shit with no proof? (Shit cap)
Bitch, I ain’t forgot how y’all was clownin’, but it’s cool
I’ma sue and get the last laugh on ’em when I’m through
I love my OG, but he ain’t show me how to treat shit
No wonder why I let that nigga try me like a weak bitch
Shouldn’t have made the tape, he keep on threatenin’ to leak shit
I let a nigga break me, now I’m pickin’ up the pieces (Yeah)
She used to be my dawg, but now she telling all my business (Bitch)
If I could take it back, I wouldn’t have been on television (Hell no)
‘Cause y’all won’t let me grow up and accept the fact I’m winning
Brother in the penitentiary, it’s a piece of me missing (Straight up)
Heart been broke way too many times (Times)
Me and Brooke beatin’ bitches, still banned from Mount Zion
I can’t let the industry get between me and mine
Swear I’m trying not to lose it, but this shit be havin’ me crying
Mama had me at fifteen, really got it out the mud (Yeah)
I came home from school and seen bags, hella drugs
Lost the bond with my daddy for some money and a buzz
Swear the industry the devil, shit, it is what it was
Ain’t no stranger on the ‘net finna tell me ’bout my life, though (Hell nah)
As a kid, feelin’ too black for the white folks
Ain’t changin’ my name, disagree and you can die slow
Work hard and pray harder, bitch, that’s all I know (Bitch)
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