Changed chords by Rich Homie Quan Guitar Chords
[Intro]
Fm C#
If you ever thought I was going broke
Fm
You thought wrong, my nigga
C#
If you ever think I was falling off
Fuck you then
[Chorus]
Fm
Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed
G# C#
We in Miami on Biscayne
G#
Forty-thousand for the big face
C# G#
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
Fm G#
I've been doing this shit since sixth grade
C#
Teachers told me I would never make
Fm G#
No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody
C# G#
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn't go to college
[Verse 1]
Fm
We 'bout to party just like Rick James
C#
Oh, now I'm up by Biscayne
Fm
Albert Einstein, I'm insane
G# C#
But I'm a fool with them numbers on the corner with some lumber
Fm
In the trap, got off a whole thang
G# C#
I flushed it all when them folks came
Fm G#
Aye, I might sacrifice a two just, so I can make ten
C#
Got it out the street, made my name in the pavement
Fm G#
I wasn't in the club, put it up, I was saving
C# D#
Yeah, I love my plug, he show love, he not racist
Fm G#
Came home, saw a million, then I made some
Never switch it up, I'm the same Quan
[Chorus]
Fm
Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed
G# C#
We in Miami on Biscayne
G#
Forty-thousand for the big face
C# G#
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
Fm G#
I've been doing this shit since sixth grade
C#
Teachers told me I would never make
Fm G#
No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody
C# G#
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn't go to college
[Verse 2]
Fm
My only friend is a Ben Frank
C#
I wanted money just like Kinte
G#
Hustling hard to keep the rent paid
C# D#
Told mama close the door, 'cause I'm jumpin' off the porch
Fm
My only mission is to get paid
G# C#
Lock that money in a big safe
A#m Fm G#
Ain't no tint up on the cars, so I know they know it's me
C#
I ain't never had shit, I wear my watch when I go to sleep
Fm G#
I put a lil' money in my smile, that the reason I show my teeth
C# D#
And I can afford to pay a nigga a couple a thousand a month just to roll up my weed
Fm G#
I got my money, moved out the hood, can you blame me, nigga?
Money made, but I'm the same me, nigga
[Chorus]
Fm
Don't let that money fool ya, boy, ain't shit changed
G# C#
We in Miami on Biscayne
G#
Forty-thousand for the big face
C# G#
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
Fm G#
I've been doing this shit since sixth grade
C#
Teachers told me I would never make
Fm G#
No money off these words, now I'm not worried 'bout nobody
C# G#
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn't go to college
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