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