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Ispy by Kyle feat. Lil Yachty
Ispy
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man, fuck
What's wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you're right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah...
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you're right...
You damn right I'm right, I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil' Boat
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
[Verse 1: Kyle]
Am Dm
I ain't been gettin' high...
Am Dm
Well maybe a little, baby I don't wanna lie
Am Dm
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply
Am Dm
Well you're not an angel either, you can't even fly
Am Dm
I notice, you think that you know shit
Am Dm
All this shade that's comin' at me, I wonder who throws it
Am Dm
They can't see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
Am Dm
That's a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Am Dm
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Am Dm
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
Am Dm
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
Am Dm
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a mothafuckin' snow day
Am Dm
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it
Am Dm
I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
Am Dm
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters
Am Dm
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't never post it
Am Dm
And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06
Am Dm
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
Am Dm
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute but it's fine though
Am Dm
We gon' end on a high note
Kyle Breaks Down "iSpy"
[Chorus: Kyle]
Am Dm
I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
Am Dm
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Am Dm
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Am Dm
I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
Am Dm
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Am Dm
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
[Refrain: Kyle]
Am Dm
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Am Dm
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
Am Dm
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
Am Dm
I remember ridin' around the city in a Hatchback
Am Dm
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins
Am Dm
I'ma send a model home with her neck throbbin'
Am Dm
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin'
Am Dm
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
Am Dm
I remember tellin' everyone I couldn't be tamed
Am Dm
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game
Am Dm
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Am Dm
Went from "Can you take me here?" to skrrting out the lane
Am Dm
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
Am Dm
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me
Am Dm
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Am Dm
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Am Dm
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin' for a mystery (Raggy!)
Am Dm
So don't fuck with me
Am Dm
No, lately I been livin' like luxury
Am Dm
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
Am Dm
And on my mother's mother I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
[Chorus: Kyle]
Am Dm
I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
Am Dm
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Am Dm
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Am Dm
I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
Am Dm
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Am Dm
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
[Refrain: Kyle]
Am Dm
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
Am Dm
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
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version 2
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
Man fuck...
What's wrong Kyle?
Man, these... kids, man, talking shit, making me feel bad
Man... fuck them kids, bro. Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you're right
Mn... you see, you see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, whoa
You see these trees, man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man, you know what... y-you're right
You damn right I'm right. I can't remember a time I was goddamn wrong
Man, thanks Lil Boat
Hey, man, that's what I'm here for
[Verse]
D A
I ain't been gettin' high...
Em G
Well, maybe a little, baby, I don't wanna lie
D A
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply
Em G
Well, you're not an angel either, you can't even fly
D A
I notice, you think that you know shit
Em G
All this shade that's coming at me, I wonder who throws it
D A
They can't see the vision, boy, they must be out of focus
Em G
That's a real hot album, homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh, shit
D A
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Em G
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
D A
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
Em G
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a motherfucking snow day
D A Em
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it
G D
I am just like the DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
A Em
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters
G D
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't never post it
A Em
And Im in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06
G D A
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
Em G
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute, but it's fine though
We gon' end on a high note
[Chorus]
D A
I spy with my little eye
Em G
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
D A
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Em G
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
D A
I spy with my little eye
Em G
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
D A
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Em G
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
D A
Oh, I, I spy with my little eye
Em G
I spy, I spy with my little eye
D A
Oh, I, I spy with my little eye
Em G
I spy, I spy with my little eye
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version 3
Dm7 can be replaced by a simpler Dm, but it may not sound as good.
I recommend the two chords being finger picked to better resemble the
keyboard that is listened through the song.
[Intro: Kyle + Lil Yachty]
Man, fuck
What's wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you're right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah...
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you're right...
You damn right I'm right, I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil' Boat
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
[Verse 1: Kyle]
C Dm7
I ain't been gettin' high...
C Dm7
Well maybe a little, baby I don't wanna lie
C Dm7
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply
C Dm7
Well you're not an angel either, you can't even fly
C Dm7
I notice, you think that you know shit
C Dm7
All this shade that's comin' at me, I wonder who throws it
C Dm7
They can't see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
C Dm7
That's a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
C Dm7
Otay, pray them niggas go away
C Dm7
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
C Dm7
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
C Dm7
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a mothafuckin' snow day
C Dm7
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it
C Dm7
I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
C Dm7
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters
C Dm7
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't never post it
C Dm7
And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06
C Dm7
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
C Dm7
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute but it's fine though
C Dm7
We gon' end on a high note
Kyle Breaks Down "iSpy"
[Chorus: Kyle]
C Dm7
I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
C Dm7
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
C Dm7
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
C Dm7
I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
C Dm7
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
C Dm7
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
[Refrain: Kyle]
C Dm7
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
I spy, I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
C Dm7
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
C Dm7
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
C Dm7
I remember ridin' around the city in a Hatchback
C Dm7
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins
C Dm7
I'ma send a model home with her neck throbbin'
C Dm7
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin'
C Dm7
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
C Dm7
I remember tellin' everyone I couldn't be tamed
C Dm7
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game
C Dm7
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
C Dm7
Went from "Can you take me here?" to skrrting out the lane
C Dm7
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
C Dm7
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me
C Dm7
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
C Dm7
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
C Dm7
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin' for a mystery (Raggy!)
C Dm7
So don't fuck with me
C Dm7
No, lately I been livin' like luxury
C Dm7
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
C Dm7
And on my mother's mother I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
[Chorus: Kyle]
C Dm7
I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
C Dm7
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
C Dm7
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
C Dm7
I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
C Dm7
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
C Dm7
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
[Refrain: Kyle]
C Dm7
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
I spy, I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
C Dm7
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
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version 4
[Intro]
e|--------------------------------------------------------|
B|----8---8---8---8--10-10-12-----8---8---8---8--10-------|
G|----9---9---9---9--10-----------9---9---9---9--10-10-9--|
D|---10--10--10--10--12----------10--10--10--10--12-------|
A|--------------------------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------|
(Repeats throughout song.)
Man, fuck
What's wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you're right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah...
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you're right...
You damn right I'm right, I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil' Boat
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
I ain't been gettin' high...
Well maybe a little, baby I don't wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply
Well you're not an angel either, you can't even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that's comin' at me, I wonder who throws it
They can't see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That's a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a mothafuckin' snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it
I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't never post it
And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute but it's fine though
We gon' end on a high note
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin' around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins
I'ma send a model home with her neck throbbin'
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin'
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin' everyone I couldn't be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to skrrting out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin' for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don't fuck with me
No, lately I been livin' like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother's mother I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I... I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
------------------
version 5
Tuning: E A D G B E
Tuning: Standard
[Intro]
e|--3-3-3-3-h5--5-5-5-5-h7--3-3-3-3-h5--5-5-5-5--------|
B|--5-5-5-5-----6-6-6-6-h8--5-5-5-5-----6-6-6-6-p5-----|
G|--5-5-5-5-----5-5-5-5-----5-5-5-5-----5-5-5-5--------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------|
I ain't been gettin' high,
Well maybe a little, baby I don't wanna lie,
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply,
Well you're not an angel either, you can't even fly,
I notice, you think that you know shit,
All this shade that's comin' at me, I wonder who throws it,
They can't see the vision, boy they must be out of focus,
That's a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit.
Otay, pray them niggas go away,
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil,
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways,
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a mothafuckin' snow day,
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it,
I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in,
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters,
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't ever post it,
And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06,
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun,
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute but it's fine though,
We gon' end on a high note.
I spy with my little eye,
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes,
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife,
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind,
Oh, I spy with my little eye,
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes,
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife,
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind,
Oh I, I spy with my little eye,
I spy, I spy with my little eye,
Oh I, I spy with my little eye,
I spy, I spy with my little eye,
Oh I—
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that,
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack,
I remember ridin' around the city in a hatchback,
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins,
I'mma send a model home with her neck throbbin',
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin',
Got my brothers on my back like the last name,
I remember tellin' everyone I couldn't be tamed,
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game,
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane,
Went from "Can you take me here?" to screening out the lane,
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name,
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me,
They went to college, now all them niggas is history,
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth,
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin' for a mystery,
So don't fuck with me, no, lately I been livin' life luxury,
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys,
And on my mother's mother I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber.
I spy with my little eye,
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes,
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife,
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind,
Oh, I, I spy with my little eye,
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get to o many likes,
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife,
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind,
Oh I, I spy with my little eye,
I spy, I spy with my little eye,
Oh I, I spy with my little eye,
I spy, I spy with my little eye,
Oh I...
| h Hammer-on
| p Pull-off
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version 6
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
e|----3--x--3--x--3--x--5--x--5--x--5--x-5--7h-x---3--x--3--x--3--x--5--x--5--x--5--x-----0-x--|
B|----5--x--5--x--5--x--6--x--6--x--6--x-----------5--x--5--x--5--x--6--x--6--x--6--x--6--x----|
G|----5--x--5--x--5--x--7--x--7--x--7--x-----------5--x--5--x--5--x--7--x--7--x--7--x----------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
(Repeats)
Man, fuck
What's wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you're right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah...
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you're right...
You damn right I'm right, I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil' Boat
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
I ain't been gettin' high...
Well maybe a little, baby I don't wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply
Well you're not an angel either, you can't even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that's comin' at me, I wonder who throws it
They can't see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That's a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a mothafuckin' snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it
I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't never post it
And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute but it's fine though
We gon' end on a high note
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin' around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins
I'ma send a model home with her neck throbbin'
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin'
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin' everyone I couldn't be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to skrrting out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin' for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don't fuck with me
No, lately I been livin' like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother's mother I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I... I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
| x mute
| h Hammer-on
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version 7
Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 5th fret
[Intro - Capo 5]
e|---------------------0h2---------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------------------------1p0----------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------2--2--2----------------------2--2--2----------------------------|
A|--2--2--2--0--0--0-------------2--2--2--3--3--3----------------------------|
E|--3--3--3----------------------3--3--3-------------------------------------|
[Intro - No capo]
e|---------------------5h7--------------------------1p0----------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------2--2--2----------------------2--2--2----------------------------|
D|--2--2--2--0--0--0-------------2--2--2--3--3--3----------------------------|
A|--3--3--3----------------------3--3--3-------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Man, fuck
What's wrong Kyle?
Man, these kids, man, talkin' shit, makin' me feel bad
Man, fuck them kids, bro! Look around, bro, look at life
Man, you're right
Mmm, you see? You see these fine bitches over here?
Yeah, woah...
You see these trees man? You see this water?
I guess it is okay
Come on, man, you got so much more to appreciate, man
Man you know what, y-you're right...
You damn right I'm right, I can't remember a time I was god-damn wrong
Man, thanks, Lil' Boat
Hey man, that's what I'm here for
I ain't been gettin' high...
Well maybe a little, baby I don't wanna lie
I know when you text me girl, I don't always reply
Well you're not an angel either, you can't even fly
I notice, you think that you know shit
All this shade that's comin' at me, I wonder who throws it
They can't see the vision, boy they must be out of focus
That's a real hot album homie, I wonder who wrote it, oh shit
Otay, pray them niggas go away
Always hella clowns around it look like Cirque Du Soleil
This is not the album either, these are just the throwaways
This shit still so cold when it drop, it's gonna be a mothafuckin' snow day
Ayy, boy is good and he knows it, he don't say it, he shows it
I'm just like DeRozan, if I shoot it, it goes in
I am in Cali just coastin', get 'em so wet they need coasters
I got a selfie with Oprah, I just ain't never post it
And I'm in my happy place posted, I ain't frown since '06
I ain't cried since '01, my pad like Six Flags and your house is no fun
You can come back to mine though, your friend ain't cute but it's fine though
We gon' end on a high note
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
She said she 21, I might have to I.D. that
All my bitches come in pairs like balls in my nutsack
I remember ridin' around the city in a Hatchback
Lookin' for a problem with my young goblins
I'ma send a model home with her neck throbbin'
I done made so much money that it's non-stoppin'
Got my brothers on my back like the last name
I remember tellin' everyone I couldn't be tamed
Woah, six months later I had snapped and now I'm in the game
Went from fake chains to diamonds in another lane
Went from "Can you take me here?" to skrrting out the lane
Went from "Damn this nigga lame" to remember my name
So I remember all the people who ain't fucked with me
They went to college, now all them niggas is history
Upgraded from gold to diamonds in my teeth
Riding deep in the van, like we lookin' for a mystery (Raggy!)
So don't fuck with me
No, lately I been livin' like luxury
Boat and Kyle stick together like piano keys
And on my mother's mother I won't fuck a bitch without a damn rubber
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh, I... I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I, I spy with my little eye
I spy, I spy with my little eye
Oh I...
| h Hammer-on
| p Pull-off
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