Key of E, Standard Tuning, No Capo
Almost the whole song is this , , , , pattern. :)
Yo I couldâve been had fame
Jumps shot with a stupid ass aim
Cause you couldnât around the last name
So my boss level wins the last game
And itâs ill, right?
Switched up the flow, but itâs still right
Go back to that, yeah I still might
Iâmma just do me, when it feel right uh
You can bring it any day
Natural Bad Ass, NBA
Thatâs my initials
Thatâs why officials
Donât blow the whistle
Bang Bang the pistol!
And Iâm and Iâm bossy
Canât keep these hoes up off me
Damn the floor nasty, coffee
Donât treat me like the pope and cross me
, ,
This is my last chance ohhh, last chance ohhh
This is my last chance, then shoot
Iâm ready to shoot
(repeat pattern until end of chorus)
I get it in though
No sexual innuendo
Nobody that I can just depend on
Until I touchdown in the end zone
And then they come out like roaches
P-P-Peckin away like vultures
But little did they know
Distribute the payroll
Pick out the outfit, pick up the single
Sadly, Iâm so business savvy
Similar protocol but the tidbits vary
Never been like me and never been like this
My flows are crisis they scream in high pitch
Uh gun , pause
And Iâm well aware of the gun laws
Tell em that I m headed for the top, Forbes
Headed-to-the-top dot org!
, ,
This is my last chance ohhh, last chance ohhh
This is my last chance, then shoot
Iâm ready to shoot
(repeat pattern until end of chorus)
All the days of my life I have been waiting for this time
Could you believe now itâs right before my eyes?
Anybody trying to stop me better not with me this time
Shoot, Iâm ready to shoot into the sky
, ,
This is my last chance ohhh, last chance ohhh
This is my last chance, then shoot
Iâm ready to shoot
(repeat pattern until end of chorus)
Only one chance one bullet in the gun
This is my life and I only got one yeah
The safetyâs off and I put it on stun
Get ready! Stick em up, stick em up, oh