Dm F Zaytoven [Hook]Dm Ridin' round itchin' (skrt) Yea, my palms itchin' (cash)Dm F Real grown, ain't fucking with no children (grown man)Dm F I'm not arguing with no bitches, I ain't in it, nah (bitch)Dm When I pull up (huh) Bet I hurt they feelings (skrt)Dm C Niggas talking shit, now they miss it [huh] (wush)Dm C Running all these packs through the city (runnin' wush)Dm I can't tell my business cause you snitchin' (nooo)Dm F When I wake up, stars in my ceilings [Verse 1]Dm C Puttin rich niggas' outta business (talk to 'em)Dm C Told that fuck nigga' mind they business (hold on, yea)Dm 50K, Momma at the dentist (Momma)Dm Criminal pack my niggas got that sentenceDm C Think I'm from New York, I got pigeons (brrrrr)Dm Gm C Walkin with that torch, I got decisions (flash)Dm Keys like Scott Storch, but I like to dish 'emDm Runnin' the point like I'm Fisher, shoot with the missile (skrt, skrt)Dm Don't come to the trap unannounced, pull up with the whistleDm C I'm fucking that bitch by the mouth, no you shouldn't kiss herDm They pullin' up right at yo' house So you shouldn't diss 'em (brrt)Dm C It's sad to say these niggas controlled by the system (haha) [Bridge]Dm F Dm I'm from a place where my wings gon' flyF Gm I got the bags, which one you wanna buy? (buy)Dm Gm I put 'em in yo' tongue yea, I put you on the road yea (yea)Gm F When you get them pies, just please drive slowDm C When you got them pies, you can't let nobody knowGm Dm When you get them pies off, you ball like cantaloupeDm When you get them pies, you can't go out like no hoeDm This that dope, buying all the dranks' at the store (drink)Dm Beatin up the pot sajamoDm I got more water than a boatDm I'm so geeked up, I can't feel my fourDm She only want the drugs for her noseDm I am...(You what?)Dm I am the huncho bossDm I wil...(Do what?)Dm Take one, take one off [Hook]Bb Ridin' round itchin' (skrt)Dm Yea my palms itchin', (cash)F Real grown ain't fucking with no children (grown man)Dm I'm not arguing with no bitches, I ain't in it, nah (bitch)Dm When I pull up (huh)C Bet I hurt they feelings (skrt)Dm C Niggas talking shit, now they miss it [huh] (wush)Dm Gm Running all these packs through the city (runnin' wush)Dm I can't tell my business cause you snitchin' (nooo)A# C F When I wake up, stars in my ceilings
Stars In The Ceiling
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