Susi: F minor
Verse 1
Em
G
D
C
Em
C
Em
C
Yeah yeah,
G
D
C
yeah, yeah, yeah
Em
Bm
Whoa whoa, whoa
C
G
Am
Em
Bm
It's Mook
gang
C
G
Am
Verse 2
Em
They keep beggin' me to stop it
D
C
Goin' fast in a two- seater
With a two- liter and a bad bitch
Em
Niggas hatin' on me, I can see the signs
I can finally say I made it
We gon' make him famous
G
I got friends showin' fake love
Em
Bm
I'm startin' to lose my patience
G
All them times we ain't had shit
Am
Em
I can't wait to go flood my wrist
Bm
You ain't never had a night like this
C
Why'd you have to do me like this
G
You' the reason I don't trust no bitch
Am
Em
You' the reason I act like this
Verse 3
D
Pistol on me when I'm ridin' 'round
C
All my old hoes wanna see me now
I ain't fuckin' with my old friends
They don't wanna see
I'm the nigga that they talk about
I get love when I'm out the city
They be hatin' on me when
Book a show, I got a 40 on me
When they see me they don't talk now
They be actin funny 'cause
I don't trip, I just play it cool
I got these bitches comin' by the 2
Em
You say you got it, nigga, who are you?
D
I got these bands on me in the booth
C
I know these niggas prayin' I'm- a lose
If I don't make it, shoot
Better get low, I know I hit a few
C
D
Em
D
I got designer on me, brand new
Tired of these niggas
I know these niggas hatin' how I move
Em
I got these hun'nit's on
C
Em
me and they' blue
Verse 4
Em
They keep beggin' me to stop it
D
C
Goin' fast in a two- seater
With a two- liter and a bad bitch
Em
Niggas hatin' on me, I can see the signs
D
I can finally say I made it
If a nigga run up on me
We gon' make him famous
Em
I got friends showin' fake love
I'm startin' to lose my patience
Bm
C
Every night celebratin'
All them times we ain't had shit
G
Am
Em
I can't wait to go flood my wrist
Bm
You ain't never had a night like this
C
Why'd you have to do me like this
G
You' the reason I don't trust no bitch
Am
Em
You' the reason I act like this
Verse 5
Em
Niggas wanna see you down bad
I was ridin' in the old smoke
Em
Try'na get a pote, but the store closed
I was fresh for a whole week
D
C
By the next week, wore the same clothes
Now I'm sitting in the front row
Em
I be reminiscing 'fore the plane gon'
Why they had to take my
nigga from me
I know they plottin' on me on the low
Em
Look all this money that a nigga blow
I hit her 3 times in a row
D
C
Fuck all these fast cars and a hoe
Really be stressed out, po' a 4
D
G
I think the devil want a nigga soul
Em
G
Em
D
I gotta get it, never gon' fold
C
When I be out, neck all froze
Em
They used to doubt, shit wouldn't go
C
Em
C
I still be lettin' everybody know
Em
Bm
Em
D
You' the reason I be doin' it for
C
I get money, I can do what I want
Em
Niggas talkin' but this ain't
Em
C
Em
I make a day, what you make in a month
Verse 6
D
They keep beggin' me to stop it
C
Goin' fast in a two- seater
With a two- liter and a bad bitch
Em
Niggas hatin' on me, I can see the signs
D
I can finally say I made it
If a nigga run up on me
We gon' make him famous
I got friends showin' fake love
Em
Bm
I'm startin' to lose my patience
G
All them times we ain't had shit
Am
Em
I can't wait to go flood my wrist
Bm
You ain't never had a night like this
C
Why'd you have to do me like this
G
You' the reason I don't trust no bitch
Am
Em
Bm
You' the reason I act like this
Verse 7
G
Am
Em
Bm
this
C
You' the reason I act like this
Outro 1
G
Am
Em
Bm
C
G
C
Am
Em
Bm
Bm
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