Secrets

Tom : C#m
A F#m7
I can tell you're not a fan
Ab7
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
Don't try to come around looking for love, it's not here (Yeah)
Am7
Any time you hit me, I was never not there (Yeah)
F#m7
I don't wanna fight, I wanna take you to Chanel ('Nel)
Ab7
Can I tell you something? I just hope you never tell (Yeah)
Ab
I said you was a dub, I meant to say you was a ten
Am7
I don't wanna do this sh*t again, aw, man
F#m7
I don't wanna do this sh*t again, not again
Ab
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
I don't even get the time to f*ck you on the weekends
A
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it's a secret
F#m7
I don't wanna fight, I wanna f*ck you in Chanel
Ab7
At least you can never tell me that I'm not real
How you tellin' everybody, callin' it a secret?
A
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I'm playing defense

[Verse]
F#m7
Stay away from the fakes (Stay away)
My n****, stay away from the jakes
Ab
Heard them talkin' 'bout they wanna put my name on the plate
But I ain't one
Am7
I just hope you n****s wear a hoodie when the rain come
F#m7
I just hope you n****s don't think you really stainless
Ab7
I just hope my n****s don't ever, ever change on me
C#m
Oh, you really think you're so official? I'm the same one
Ab Am7
They been telling me I fell off since I came up
Baby girl, listen, you're way better than a bartender
Ab7
Told my n****s, "Just ten toes, stand tall, yeah"
Know my n****s won't ever, ever let me fall, n****
A
I tried not to fall in love, but we all fell in
F#m
We tried to find nine-to-fives, but we was all felons
Ab
I got rich and I threw away all of my Margielas
They was jealous, when I copped a Richard, they got more jealous
A
More money, more bitches, I'm feeling marvelous
F#m
And I did some f*cked up sh*t, but I was starvin' then
Ab
No fussin', just hit 'em up, ain't no arguin'
No runnin', just spin the block, don't you talk to them
E A
My old bitches love me, and I don't even f*ck with them
Look

[Chorus]
F#m
I can tell you're not a fan
Ab7
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz
Don't you come around looking for love, it's not here
Em7
Any time you hit me, I was never not there
Em7 F#m7
I don't wanna do this sh*t again, not again (Woah)
Ab7
Listen, baby, this a Lamborghini, not a Benz (Yeah)
Ab
I don't even get the time to f*ck you on the weekends
Am7
Any time you pull up on me, baby, it's a secret
F#m7
I don't wanna fight, I wanna f*ck you in Chanel (Yeah)
Ab7
At least you can never tell me that I'm not real
How you tellin' everybody, callin' it a secret?
Ab
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me, I'm playing defense (Defense)