Chord 1942 Flows by Meek Mill

Verse 1 C#m Started off poor with plans to earn more A Now we own stores and fuck the baddest whores F#m I was on tour with niggas that's so raw Started selling white, we won't sell it no more C#m I'm like, Trump ain't feeling us, cops still killing us A Niggas taking shots, can't stop me, they ain't real enough F#m Cut her off, act like she's dead and it's killing her New dawn, Hermes seat, I left the ceiling up C#m Just to get to kill 'em softly Ooh, get them off me, try to crucify me A Like I'm Jesus the way she cross me F#m I'm too bossy and too thorough to move like a weirdo C#m On point like an arrow, we started off with zero A Now I'm seeing M's, diamonds like water and they jumping out the gym F#m Shooting like Harden if your head was the rim 'Cause niggas wanna line me like a shape up in the trim, damn Refrain C#m Back when I was broke, they was cool with it A Now every move I make, I'm in the news with it F#m Even if I ain't do it, they be like, you did it My teacher always used to tell me you gon' lose nigga C#m That's why I never went to school nigga A And why I'm rapping like I got something to prove nigga F#m Went and bought the mansion with the pool in it Billy with the stamp, I geting two with it' Verse 2 C#m Move with it 'cause these niggas wanna take my life A No ? form against me, every time I pray at night F#m Scoopin' thotties in the Phantom, that's the way of life And make them fuck their best friends like they was dykes C#m Reaching for the Glock, every time I play the light A I'm on 12 o'clock, every time I play them bikes F#m I'm with the pack, huh Getting pack, yeah Spend dope, nigga Selling smack, gang C#m I'm gettin' chips off music like Rap Snacks A Yeah, 10 mil in cash ? that's a fact F#m Money, pie, respect Eating, brothers on the jet I know these niggas upset They ain't see me fall yet Wins and losses Chorus C#m A They wanna see me fall F#m And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasing, catching all my goals C#m A I don't need these hoes I'm getting money, me and all my woes F#m Play with me, you know is all I want The young niggas going all out for us Verse 3 C#m Bloggers in the frenzy, truck to the Bently A Ain't doing no interviews, I'm busy, nigga we litty F#m So when you see me out don't ask me about no Nicki Fuck I look like telling my business on Wendy C#m Niggas gossip like queens, we was serving fiends A .40 bust your windows out, Jazmine Sullivan F#m They told 'em pop Mollys, I told 'em to be kings Sipping 19, 42 like it's lean C#m I done seen all these niggas try to down play my dreams A So I'ma give it to 'em everytime I'm on the scene F#m Pull up, Ghost, Ghost, Wraith, Wraith when you see me Some suckers wanna be me and some suckers wanna live me, I know it C#m I go through it, don't' show it A I told niggas who wrote it, ain't taking back what I quoted F#m Started off with a quarter, flipped that to a half, turned that to an ounce C#m Got some shit in the stash, nigga say that he gon' rob me, put a brick on his ass A Now every killer in my city tryna look for his ass F#m And one thing 'bout Meek Milly, I'ma get to a bag Had to starve all day just to get to it fast C#m Like Ramadan, toting K's like it's Palestine A Real niggas in my ambiance, bottom line F#m Ever since I met Ross and signed a dotted line I gave my mama ten thousand at least a thousand times Do the math on it Chorus C#m A They wanna see me fall F#m And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasing, catching all my goals C#m A I don't need these hoes I'm getting money, me and all my woes F#m Play with me, you know is all I want The young niggas going all out for us Verse 4 C#m Talking, this my cocky flow A Damn Daniel, why you selling Mr. Miyagi though F#m This that rose gold Patek, call me like '94 Mean nothing to me, I tell how I gotta go rain slick C#m On that corner when the block was slow A Everybody was tryna trap, we started poppin' though F#m Heard that bitch say she cut me, I was like adiós In the field, knock 'em down, it look like dominos, young nigga C#m A I turn my Impala to a Wraith, when you get a dollar they gon' hate F#m Bought my mom the crib with that gate, private school for all them babies Now they straight, nigga Chorus C#m A They wanna see me fall F#m And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasing, catching all my goals C#m A I don't need these hoes I'm getting money, me and all my woes F#m Play with me, you know is all I want The young niggas going all out for us