9am in dallas freestyle

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[Verse 1]
[Dm]
[Am]Yeah[G],[F]
[Em]
[Dm]uh, yeah
These are my one [Am]St. Thomas flows
Me and [G]my niggas and some
[F]Madonna hoes
[Em]That look just like virgins
But trust they down to [Dm]go
Discussin' life and all our
common goals
Smart kids that smoke weed, honor roll
Look how the champagne diamonds flow
Fine dining, pour another another
glass when the wine is [Am]low
I'm in the crib [G]stackin'

[Verse 2]
money
from here to [F]the ceilin'
[Em]Whatever it is I got [Am]is
[Dm]clearly appealin'
These other rappers gettin'
that [Am]inferi[Dm]or feelin'
I hope you feel it in your soul
spiritual healin'
Take a look at yourself the
mirror's revealin'
If you ain't got it you ain't got
it the theory is [Am]brilliant
People ask how mu[G]sic is goin' [F]I heard it pays

[Verse 3]
I just [Em]came off makin'
2 million [Dm]in 30 days
Damn I guess it does what
the message was
Sometimes I feel I be spendin'
my money just because
But Weezy I'm just out here reppin' us
'Til I get to shake the hand of the

[Verse 4]
man that's blessin' us
[Am]Yeah, I know these[G] niggas
miss [F]the mean lyrics
Kush [Em]got the room smellin'
like teen spir[Dm]it
I asked kindly if no- one out here
would bring defeat up
Until I lose,
for now I'm the game's single leader
I fly private so no- one tells me
to bring my seat up
And book a suite when me and
your favorite singer meet [Am]up
Who you like, [G]tell me who it [F]is I'mma make

[Verse 5]
[Em]
sure that that women
is the next one on my list
[Dm]I should call it a night but
fuck it I can't resist
This one is for all my niggas
from my city tryin' to diss
Without a response from me
you really fail to exist
And I love to see you fail that feelin'
there is the shit
[Am]I swear, aghh pussy [G]nigga
get [F]your bread up
Enjoy the seat that the [Em]stewardess
just forced your ass to let up
[Dm]Why your scary ass lookin'
down pick your head up
No- one told you your disguise is the
most ridiculous gettup
With nose plugs in now I can smell a set up
So your just wastin' your time

[Verse 6]
your just only makin' me better
[Am]Yeah I try to tell them [G]don't judge
me because you heard [F]stuff
[Em]Chase N. Cash that's my brother
from the Surf [Dm]Club
Damn that nigga always
kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke
good at the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through like
coins in a couch
Now we just fuckin' all the bitches
they warned us [Am]about
Scared for the [G]first time
everything has clicked
[Em]What if I dont really do the numbers
they pre[Dm]dict
Considerin' the fact that I'm
the one that they just picked
To write a chapter in history
this shit has got me sick
But if I really do it don't expect
to get a split
'Cause this truly is some shit I don't
expect y'all to [Am]get

[Verse 7]
I'm nervous but I'mma kill it, [G]'cause
they 'bout to let the [F]realest team in
[Em]Throwin' up in a huddle nigga
Wil[Dm]lie Beamen
We're still throwin' touchdown
passes
In tortoise frame glasses,
hopin' that someone catch it
People say that old Drake, we
startin' to miss it
But they need to be a little
more specific
Man is this what y'all [Am]want? [G]In my best
Chris Tucker im[F]pression
[Em]Ducking your questions,
fuck your sug[Dm]gestions
Money gets all of my love and affection
Cars all black like the cover
of Essence
I'm allergic to coming in second
but I never sneeze
[Am]Y.M.O.E. nigga,
[G]yea[F]h[Em]
[Am][Dm]

[Verse 8]
This want [Dm]y'all want[Am][Dm]
Octobers Very Own
Young Money
ATF
Thank Me Later in [Em]this[Dm]
[G]bitch [F]was[G]ssup
[Em]Free Weezy in [Dm]this bitch wassup
June 15th in this bitch wassup