Biography:
Navraj Singh Goraya was born on November 3, 1989 in Toronto, Ontario and was raised in the city's suburban Rexdale neighbourhood. He is of Punjabi descent; his parents are Sikhs originally from the northern state of Punjab in India. His mother was involved in computer manufacturing and his father operated a forklift. Goraya first became interested in music after his mother bought him a boombox in the third grade. His uncle, who was a popular singer in Punjab, also brought him to a studio.
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[Intro]
Am C Dm G F C Dm
Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah
[Verse 1]
C
If I'ma talk, I'ma talk, I'ma keep it real
Gm
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon' split a pill
C
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Gm
Now that we on, that we on, we gon' split a mill
Am
I take a jet, take a jet when I'm overseas
Gm
None of my girls, of my girls gon' get over me
C
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Gm
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
C
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
Dm F
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
C
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Dm F
Fuck your phone calls, I don't want apologies
C
Everyone said, yeah they said I was "gonna peak"
Gm Dm
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
Am Dm
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
Gm
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy
[Hook]
C Dm G Am C
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Dm G Am C
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah
Dm Gm
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way, yeah
Dm
She just want a nigga like me, I play no
[Verse 2]
Em
Way, we got em feelin' some way
Dm F C
Way, 'cause you see XO in the place, told her "wait"
Dm
I gotta get myself together, it's a date
C
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
Dm
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
C
I think my nuts look better on her face
Dm
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
F C
Now you gettin' mad because you got replaced
Dm
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
F C
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
F C
I went to the hills straight from the trap
Dm Gm C
I'ma fuck your bitch and give her back
Dm
She said she pop pills I told her "stop it"
Gm C
Check my little pocket I got options
Dm
I'm the first brown boy to get it poppin'
Am
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop 'em
[Hook]
C Dm C
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Dm G C
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah
Dm Gm
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way, yeah
Dm Gm
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games
Am C Dm G F C Dm
Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah
[Verse 1]
C
If I'ma talk, I'ma talk, I'ma keep it real
Gm
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon' split a pill
C
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Gm
Now that we on, that we on, we gon' split a mill
Am
I take a jet, take a jet when I'm overseas
Gm
None of my girls, of my girls gon' get over me
C
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Gm
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
C
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
Dm F
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
C
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Dm F
Fuck your phone calls, I don't want apologies
C
Everyone said, yeah they said I was "gonna peak"
Gm Dm
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
Am Dm
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
Gm
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy
[Hook]
C Dm G Am C
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Dm G Am C
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah
Dm Gm
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way, yeah
Dm
She just want a nigga like me, I play no
[Verse 2]
Em
Way, we got em feelin' some way
Dm F C
Way, 'cause you see XO in the place, told her "wait"
Dm
I gotta get myself together, it's a date
C
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
Dm
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
C
I think my nuts look better on her face
Dm
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
F C
Now you gettin' mad because you got replaced
Dm
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
F C
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
F C
I went to the hills straight from the trap
Dm Gm C
I'ma fuck your bitch and give her back
Dm
She said she pop pills I told her "stop it"
Gm C
Check my little pocket I got options
Dm
I'm the first brown boy to get it poppin'
Am
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop 'em
[Hook]
C Dm C
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Dm G C
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah
Dm Gm
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way, yeah
Dm Gm
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games
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