1Train chords and lyrics - A$AP ROCKY

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[Intro 1]
[Am][E][Am]
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[Em]

[Verse 1]
[Am]Uh (Uh),
feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers,
get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetery
with obituaries
[Em]Don't be scared,
nigga, is you ready?
I've been think[Am]in' 'bout all the O's
in my bank account (what?)
Extra hoes in my bed is 'round
the same amount (what?)

[Verse 2]
Ever since this new star fame came about [Em]Or
ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' out,
huh
[Am]Young boy, let his gun bang,
let his nuts hang
Transition to a Lamborghini from
a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game
with the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything
is better than that 1 Train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like
I'm Boyar
Dee, probably sellin' D
in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O- Dog,
my la familia go hard
[Em]Down to my inlaws,

[Verse 3]
they outlaws with no laws
[Am]We outlawed then I bogart,
any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe- tag,
get broke off in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y'all like,
"Doo, doo," I hate y'all
When [Em]the beef cooked, I ate y'all like,
"Mmm, mmm!"
Let's [Am]play ball in a ballpark with all
sharks and a blindfold
I rhyme cold, my K hot, your 9 cold,
that bark like K9's on

[Verse 4]
That [Am]banana clip,
straight from the rip
I'll make [Em]that shirt say R.I.P.
I'm on some shit
If I'm [Am]not the hottest then Hell
must have froze over
You thought it was safe
then forgot what the code was
I carry traits of a traumatized soldier

[Verse 5]
Don't [Em]look in my face,
I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine [Am]right out of place,
give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like this
I metamorph like I'm 'posed
ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pre[Em]tend like a vulture

[Verse 6]
and drop off this cliff
[Am]Barely even conscious,
talkin' to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in these flows
like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop [F]bars,
I drop [Em]prisons
Don't sell rocks,
seen the spectrum through the [Am]prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias
and the - isms

[Verse 7]
The violence and the killin', so given
[Am]They seen my pigment and thought
that was the [Em]ign'ance
Unfortunately,
I am not that type [Am]of niglet
But pass the pot, let me skillet
Just got back to the block from
a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' 'bout
signin' to the Roc

[Verse 8]
But [Am]my niggas on [Em]the block still
assigned to [Am]the rocks
And I swear it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach,
I only hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end
up either dead or in jail
But you [Em]my nigga,

[Verse 9]
wish you the best for real
[Am]When you mention my name
amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper,
fuck it, Painter
Skater, musician, trailer park,
dirt- ditch- diggin'
Burger- [Em]flippin', eat, sleep,
shittin' human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body- [Am]double or couple
me to these others
'Cause comparatively speakin',

[Verse 10]
my reach is beyond the bubble
[Am]That they put me in,
my vision's beyond [Em]the Hubble's
I huddle with Nubians,
new beginnin' [Am]again
You in school at 10, late,
Radioactive's goin' gold
And so? Great! Do I give a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin'

[Verse 11]
plus alignin' us?
[Em]Alabama's climbin' up,
wait! No, I don't give a
[Am]Flying duck nothin' but a buckshot,
ch- pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood- clot
Ain't never been no rapper this
cold since 2Pac was froze
And [Em]thawed out for a spot date at a
[Am]Coachella show—Yelawolf

[Verse 12]
Weed a different color like a hoodrat bra [Am]and panties
And my flow be overhead like pots
and pans in pantries
Antsy 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson,
penny [Em]loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun,
barefoot, with shades on
[Am]Bitch pussy smell like a penguin

[Verse 13]
Wouldn't hit [Am]that shit with my
worst enemy's penis
Bitch, when I say this, I mean this: Ho,
I'm the meanest
[Em]Dick so big, it's like from
Earth to Venus
[Am]That molly got me nauseous,
aw, shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious,

[Verse 14]
on that "Suck my cock" shit
[Am]That is my synopsis, ostrich's posh shit
[Em]Hoes on some goth shit,
stop it! You not this!
[Am]Novice, regardless,
heartless and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka,
prima donna at the concert
Adonis smokin' chronic,
'bout to vomit gin and tonic
[Em]Just bein' honest,

[Verse 15]
tell me, isn't that ironic?
[Am]Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker,
so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection off
the lake hit me
You should have [Em]stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay with [Am]me

[Verse 16]
The face is silky like a tablecloth [Am]My shorty
gallop in the mornin' on
the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses dropped from boxes very often
[Em]Confetti torchin',
drinkin' Henny like [Am]I'm Kenny Lofton
Outstandin'

[Verse 17]
I fixed the game between [Am]Georgia
Southern and Gramblin'
You see us scramblin',
sellin' Susan Sarandon
The cloud of smoke like the [Em]phantom
Damn, this shit tastes like fantast[Am]ic,
uh

[Verse 18]
You see me comin' through in each [Am]state
Just so the lord could put the fork
inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist, I've got the briefcase
[Em]The gavel slam, I'm a free man,
try not [Am]to eat ham

[Verse 19]
Big K.R.I.T., shawty
Spit like my last breath: casket rap,
six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back,
out come the 'lac with flats
After that, bottles I can't pronounce,
like, "How you [Em]ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all
you had was scratch?
All I had was [Am]rap,
when all they had was wack

[Verse 20]
All I wanted was love [Am]and all
they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes,
a championship win is
The aftermath, ask LeBron,
open palm, slap a bitch
[Em]Walk the plank or break a bank,
I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
[Am]Chokin' niggas out with the anchors
that they anchor with

[Verse 21]
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxin' if you want [Am]a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch,
I was born here
[Em]Been a killer, '86er nigga,
that's my born year
[Am]Get the fuck from 'round here,
that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty,
bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes,
candy paint like Everglades
[Em]Miss me with that rapper chatter,

[Verse 22]
take that shit up with my bass
[Am]I put that on my soul,
how could you ever doubt me?
Most rappers hopin' the world end so
they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so
why can't you?
[Em]In order to come up close,
you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
(That wasn't no [Am]sample,
nigga!)

[Verse 23]
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel past [Am]Fuck
your Louis flag, poppin' benji tags on your
wifey's ass (On your wifey's ass)
That's out of line,
but in livin' color?
I'm more [Em]like Miya Bailey on you rap
motherfuckers: a true [Am]artist
[Em]