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Tom
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[Intro]
G#m A#
Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
D#m
Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy
G#m A#
That's a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy
D#m
Throw it back, ayy
[Pré-Refrão]
G#m A#
And this one is for the champions
D#m
I ain't lost since I began, yeah
G#m
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
A# D#m
Then I went did it again, yeah
[Refrão]
G#m A#
I told you long ago on the road
D#m
I got what they waiting for
G#m
I don't run from nothing, dog
A# D#m
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
G#m A#
You was never really rooting for me anyway
D#m
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
G#m
He don't run from nothin', dog
A# D#m
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
[Primeira Parte]
G#m
Uh, need to, uh need to get this album done
A#
Need a couple number onеs
D#m
Need a plaque on every song
Need mе like one with Nicki now
G#m
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah
A#
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
D#m
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah
G#m
But these niggas bitches like Madea, (yeah, yeah, yeah,) ayy
A#
Oh, let's do it
D#m
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
G#m A#
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
D#m
You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah
[Pré-Refrão]
G#m A#
And this one is for the champions
D#m
I ain't lost since I began, yeah
G#m
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
A# D#m
Then I went did it again, yeah
[Refrão]
G#m A#
I told you long ago on the road
D#m
I got what they waiting for
G#m
I don't run from nothing, dog
A# D#m
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
G#m A#
You was never really rooting for me anyway (ooh, ooh)
D#m
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say (ooh, ooh)
G#m
He don't run from nothin', dog
A# D#m
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over (yeah)
[Segunda Parte]
G#m A# D#m
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
G#m
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
A# D#m
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mmm)
G#m
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
A# D#m
City talkin', we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts
G#m
Wish he could, but he can't get close
A# D#m
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts
G#m
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
A# D#m
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
G#m
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
A# D#m
Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
G#m
Say your time is comin' soon, but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
A# D#m
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
G#m
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
A#
All these social networks and computers
D#m
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers
[Refrão]
G#m A#
I told you long ago on the road
D#m
I got what they waiting for
G#m
I don't run from nothing, dog
A# D#m
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
G#m A#
You was never really rooting for me anyway
D#m
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
G#m
He don't run from nothin', dog
A# D#m
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Composição: Kanye West, Rcubed, Cosby Hugh, Den Z, Mark Carl Stolinski Williams, Jack Harlow, Paper Son, Rosario Peter Iv Lenzo, Lil Nas X
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