Intro: JAY-Z
Em 
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on 
Am 
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on all white, no socks 
G 
(Ha-ya, ha-ya) 
Am 
My nigga got that cocaina on today 
G 
That's how he feel, turn my vocal up (Ha-ya) 
Am 
That's how you feel, Emory? (Ha-ya) 
Am 
Turn my vocal up some more 
Turn my vocal up, Guru! (Ha-ya) 
                       F 
Turn the music up too (Ha-ya-ya-ya) 
 
Verse 1: JAY-Z & Beyoncé
Am 
Super Bowl goals 
My wife in the crib feedin' the kids liquid gold 
We in a whole different mode 
C 
Kid that used to pitch bricks can't be pigeonholed 
Am 
I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed 
Am 
Uh, we gon' reach a billi' first 
Am 
I told my wife the spiritual shit really work 
C 
Alhamdulillah, I run through 'em all 
Hovi's home, all these phonies come to a halt 
C 
All this old talk left me confused 
Am 
You'd rather be old rich me or new you? 
E 
And old niggas, y'all stop actin' brand new 
C 
Like 2Pac ain't have a nose ring too, huh 
Am 
Nobody wins when the family feuds 
Am                             E 
But my stash can't fit into Steve Harvey's suit 
Am                             E 
I'm clear why I'm here, how about you? 
Am                             E 
Ain't no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I'm cute 
Am                             E 
(Mmmmm) Pretty much 
Am 
If anybody gettin' handsome checks, it should be us 
C 
F*ck rap, crack cocaine 
Nah, we did that, Black-owned things 
Am 
Hundred percent, Black-owned champagne 
E 
And we merrily merrily eatin' off these streams 
C                  E 
Y'all still drinkin' Perrier-Jouët, hah 
Am 
But we ain't get through to you yet, uh 
C                       E 
What's better than one billionaire? Two (two) 
Am 
'Specially if they're from the same hue as you 
Y'all stop me when I stop tellin' the truth 
 
Interlude: JAY-Z & Beyoncé
Em 
Hahahaha (Ha-ya) 
Am 
I would say I'm the realest nigga rappin' (Ha-ya) 
G 
But that ain't even a statement (Ha-ya) 
That's like sayin' I'm the tallest midget (Ha-ya) 
                                Am        G 
Wait, that ain't politically correct , forget it (Ha-ya) 
Can I get "Amen" from the congregation? 
Am 
Amen, amen (Ha-ya) 
Can I get a "Amen" from the congregation? 
Amen, amen (Ha-ya) 
F 
Ha-ya-ya-ya 
 
Verse 2: JAY-Z
Am 
Yeah, I'll f*ck up a good thing if you let me 
Let me alone, Becky 
C 
A man that don't take care his family can't be rich 
Am 
I'll watch Godfather, I miss that whole shit 
My consciousness was Michael's common sense 
C 
I missed the karma that came as a consequence 
Am                               C 
Niggas bustin' off through the curtains 'cause she hurtin' 
Kay losin' the babies 'cause their future's uncertain 
Nobody wins when the family feuds 
C 
We all screwed 'cause we never had the tools 
Am 
I'm tryna fix you 
Am 
I'm tryna get these niggas with no stripes to be official 
Y'all think small, I think Biggie 
Am 
Y'all whole pass is in danger, ten Mississippi 
Al Sharpton in the mirror takin' selfies 
Am 
How is him or Pill Cosby s'posed to help me? 
Old niggas never accepted me 
C 
New niggas is the reason I stopped drinkin' Dos Equis 
Am 
We all lose when the family feuds 
Em 
What's better than one billionaire? Two 
 
Interlude: JAY-Z
Am 
Hahahah 
G 
I'll be damned if I drink some Belvedere while Puff got CÎROC 
Am 
Y'all need to stop 
 
Outro: Beyoncé
G 
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya 
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya 
Am 
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya 
G 
Ha-ya-ya-ya 
F 
Ha-ya, ha-ya 
Am 
Love me like, love 
C           Em 
Yeah yeah yeah 
C          Em 
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah 
C          Em 
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah 
C          Em 
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah 
C          Em 
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah 
C          Em 
Like.... yeah, yeah, yeah