Lamborghini Doors

Bm
Started off poor with plans to own 
more
To ridin' under stars, the life we 
lived for
Dreamin' of things we can't afford
But now we comin' up like them 
Lamborghini doors, ooh
Bm
They gon' love me, they gon' love me
 now
I bet they tell they friends they 
wanna fuck me now, yeah
I bet they say, "He put his niggas 
A
on"
Now we comin' up like them 
    F#m
Lamborghini doors, ooh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
F#m
Corners wanna check him like Odell 
Beckham
Em
I could plan a record or just draw 
the weapon
Bm                   A
She know I'm livin' reckless lookin'
 at my necklace
A
I'ma blow this .40 on me, you can 
save the lectures
Bm
Homicides rise as the sun falls
Bm               A
Watch your dog die as my gun bark
Bm
These helicopters rise for the one 
in charge
A
If I sentence you to die, well 
that's a hundred shots
Bm
Judge bangin' like a blood, show a 
nigga love
Bm                 A
Caught him with a kilo so he hit him
 with a dub
Bm                    A
We bulletproof the trucks like the 
ones in Iraq
A
Where I'm at, you lock your door and
 you usin' a latch
Bm                                
Now it's stones on my hands, 
    C#m
Roberto Durans
A
Stood tall in the feds, don't fold 
on the fam
Bm
Tryna point me to the money, no 
holdin' my hand
A                                 
Somebody take me to the bank 
      Bm
'cause it open at ten

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Yeah, uh
Bm
Poverty stricken, boy, you gotta be 
kiddin'
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Livin' like we hit the lottery, 
nigga
                       Bm
I been tippin' since Scottie was 
Pippen, Chad was sippin'
                       A
And before I had that bag, I used to
 bag them bitches
Bm
I'm so cocky and I'm confident, all 
these killers in my ambiance
Bm
Say what I want, nobody's stopin' 
it, get off my dick, nigga
Bm                             
Where you was at when I could've 
             A
died for this?
Or die for that? Real nigga, roger 
that
Bm             A
Said I took a loss but I got it 
back, woo
Bm              C#m
Me and all my dogs sell a lot of 
that food
Bm                             
Talkin' to the law, knowin' that 
             A
it's not cool
D
Make me shoot a rapper like my name 
was Benny Boom
D                             
Started out with nothin', now a 
     Bm
nigga in a room
Bm
Sweepin' rich bitches off they feet 
like a broom
D                                  
Double-M G, bitch, you know how we 
Am
move
Whole lot of choppers, nigga, I 
Bm
could never lose

[Interlude: Anthony Hamilton]
Bm
I was amazed
Bm
Oh how it turned their heads
Bm
I mastered the game
C#m          Bm
Oh how they raised their hands
                   Bm
Like Lamborghini doors
We, we're going up
We, we're going up
                           A
We, we're going up, oh so high
                  Bm
Like Lamborghini doors
We, we're going up
We, we're going up (So high)
Bm
We, we're going up, oh so high
Like Lamborghini doors (Maybach 
Music)

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Bm
Uh, paintings on the wall, you never
 know the cost
Bm
You bangin' on the boss, the boy'll 
be a corpse
Bm
I'm steppin' through the door, my 
back against the wall
A                         Bm
My pockets fat enough to catch a 
nigga if I fall
Bm
Love to see a pretty bitch rollin' a
 wood leaf
                       C#
Phone ringin', smilin' like I got 
some gold teeth
Bm                       A
I caught a bird, jet smarter on the 
Maltese
I left a chick out in DC out on the 
NorthEast (Trel!)
Bm
Such a feelin', niggas killin' for 
my poetry (boss)
Bm
Tryna go back underground, that's 
once they notice me (boss)
Bm
I'm really not the one you wanna 
handle funny (never)
Bm
At the Grammys, my lil' homie had 
the hammer on him
Bm                  A
You niggas out of style with your 
weddin' vows
Bm
I still be makin' rounds like I'm 
Kevin Liles (what up)
Bm
Time to set a date for trial, we 
never settle out (bring it)
Bm
Them Lamborghini doors, you see me 
steppin' out

[Hook: Meek Mill]
Bm
Started off poor with plans to own 
more
To ridin' under stars, the life we 
lived for
Bm
Dreamin' of things we can't afford
A
But now we comin' up like them 
Lamborghini doors, ooh
Bm
They gon' love me, they gon' love me
 now
I bet they tell they friends they 
wanna fuck me now, yeah
Bm
I bet they say, "He put his niggas 
on"
A
Now we comin' up like them 
Lamborghini doors, ooh