Nobody

Gm
You wanted to fuckin' walk around 
these roaches.
Gm
These niggas is roaches. These 
niggas is mere motherfuckin' 
mortals.
Gm                                
I'm tryna push you to supreme 
   Cm
bein'. You don't wanna 
motherfuckin'...
Gm
You don't wanna embrace your 
destiny, you wanna get by
Gm
You don't wanna go into the 
motherfuckin' dark where it's 
lonely.
Cm
You can't handle the motherfuckin',
Gm                                
the pain of the motherfuckin' not 
                  Cm
knowin' when the shit is gonna stop

[Hook: French Montana]
Gm                                
Momma's tryna save me but she 
   Cm
don't know I'm tryna save her
Gm                                
Man, them niggas tried to play me,
  Dm
 man, 'til I got this paper
Gm                  Cm       Gm 
You're nobody 'til somebody 
       Dm
kills you

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Gm
"Blast for me" – the last words from
 my nigga
Cm
On the pavement, born killers, body 
shivers
Gm
Drug money, dollar figures
Cm                              
Hustlers movin' out of rentals, art 
Eb
of war is mental
Gm
Havin' sushi down in Nobu
Cm                               
Strapped like an Afghan soldier, 
Eb
nowhere to go to
Gm
So it's bang, no survivors
Cm                      Eb
Only riders on my rider, murder rate
 rises
Gm
Stalkin' niggas on their IG's, 
never; I be
Cm                    Eb
Still solo, Under Armour still Polo
Gm
No wire, on fire
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Cm                                
My desire for fine things made me 
   Eb
a liar, a shooter
Gm
Gettin' high feelin' like it's vodou
Cm                        Eb
Nine lives, SK with the cooler
Gm
Makaveli in the 'Rari, still B-I 
double G, I, E
Cm             Eb
I pray you smoke with me
Gm
Go to bed with a kilo like Casino
Cm
Janet Reno, we all we got the creed 
of Nino
Gm
Pretty cars in the driveway
Cm                             
If you cut it then you sideways, 
   Eb
double up, crime pays

[Hook: French Montana]
Gm                                
Momma's tryna save me but she 
   Cm
don't know I'm tryna save her
Gm                                
Man, them niggas tried to play me,
  Dm
 man, 'til I got this paper
Gm                  Cm       Gm 
You're nobody 'til somebody 
       Dm
kills you

[Interlude: Diddy]
Gm
You fuckin' wanna walk around with 
these niggas?
Cm
What the fuck is their culture?
Gm                              
Where the fuck is their souls at? 
   Cm              Eb
What defines you?
Gm                            
These niggas with these fuckin' 
                             Cm Eb
silly looks on their faces.
You wanna walk around with them or 
            Gm
you wanna walk with God, nigga?
Cm                   Eb
Make up your goddamn mind

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Gm
I'm from where the streets test you
Cm
Niggas mix business and pleasure 
where the cocaine measure
Gm
The narcotics is our product
Cm                                
The by-product, you walk up on me,
     Eb
 I cock it
Gm
New Mercedes as it peels off
Cm                               
Nothin' penetrates the steel doors, 
Eb
gang signs, see 'em all
Gm
I said my prayer as I'm countin' 
sheep
Cm                          Eb
Never really athletic, but I play 
for keeps, do you feel me?
Gm
The mortician, the morgue fillin' 
with more snitches
Cm                         
We kill 'em and takin' their 
        Eb
bitches, R.I.P
Gm
Chinchillas on a winter night
         Cm
Black bottles when I'm feelin' like,
 you wanna know what winners like
Gm
And I'm never on that tour bus
Cm                             Eb
Just a decoy for niggas, the PJ's 
for two of us
Gm
Ciroc boys down to die for Diddy
Cm                             
My niggas ride for less, keep it 
   Eb
real, homie, made me filthy
Gm
Touch mine, until it's even: kill
          Cm                       
Like I'm knowin' every heathen 
  Eb
will, closed the deal with Steven 
Hill
Gm
We Magic City of the networks
Cm                      Eb
Cut a nigga cast off, how my nigga 
net worths

[Hook: French Montana]
Gm                                
Momma's tryna save me but she 
   Cm
don't know I'm tryna save her
Gm                                
Man, them niggas tried to play me,
  Dm
 man, 'til I got this paper
Gm                  Cm       Gm 
You're nobody 'til somebody 
       Dm
kills you