Chords for Bugzy Malone - San Andreas Mentality [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

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[F#m] Over the _ [B] _ _ [E] long_
[D] No.
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[D] _ _ _ _ [E] Let me take [F#m] a_
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[D] And _ _ [E] when I look back, [D] shit's changed.
I remember sitting, playing [F#] my computer games.
San Andreas, had me feeling [D] like a rubber bank.
And drag a man out of his [F#m] car with my bare hands.
_ Marijuana, had me [E] sitting on the clouds.
[D] So my perception was foggy.
I'm [E] not saying I was proud [F#m] to have a name in the blitz.
Before [E] I ever spat a bar, [D] made the ninja go sick.
Before [E] I ever drove a car, [F#m] yeah, name.
We had a name, [G#] it wasn't [D] mine.
Fids held up a shizzer and got tamed.
[E] A year [F#m] down the lane, I'm in a good [A] position.
The hood knows [D] I'm a banger, so I started getting high.
[F#m] Then Fids got out of jail, I locked him in [G#m] his zone.
I could [D] tell that wasn't my nigga, it made me wanna cry.
[E] It made me [F#m] feel little, for him I would've [E] died.
[D] From the day he dissed me, I just wasn't on his side.
[E] So I tried [Bm] to stop bleeding and strengthen my [E] mind.
I just [D] wish that Darkie would've stayed on my side.
[Em] Then from a [F#m] stroker look, he's sitting in the [E] dock. _ _
[D] San Andreas mentality, it fucked me [F#m] up.
And now they're trying to lock me up.
My mommy left [E] the courtroom crying.
[D] So I'm looking at the man that brought me [E] up.
No, I'm not the [F#m] same color.
I love him like [E] a dad.
He didn't even [D] know I dissed him.
He's the only thing I [E] had.
So I just hope that [F#m] he forgives me for the violence.
I [G#m] was in a bad place, [D] seen the devil a couple times.
Stared death [E] in the face.
[F#m] I remember sitting in that sweat box.
[E] Feeling out of [D] place while everybody's shouting.
I was picturing [A] my mommy's face.
[F#m] Then we arrived at that jail.
[G#m] The atmosphere [D] was different.
Yeah, I'd seen a police cell.
But I'd never [E] seen a prison.
[F#m] I was only 16 in [A] a terrible position.
And you [D] wonder why?
I've got a defensive [A] mechanism.
[F#m] Listen, I don't [E] condone any human past.
[D] All I know is I was young and living fast.
[Em] Four months [F#m] down the line, they had the wing I'm [E] smashed.
I got put [D] on a size, no sign of a mustache.
[Em] And then they [F#m] let me out.
What a beautiful [E] day.
My future [D] looked bright, but the sky was gray.
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[F#m] _ Trust my mommy to be [E] 20 minutes late.
[D] I've just been released.
Left [E] hanging at the prison gates.
[F#m] And then they pulled up.
My little sister [G#m] jumped out.
[D] Mommy got emotional.
We hooked for like five [E] whole minutes [F#m] on the road home.
I was feeling [E] stone cold [D] because they had a vendetta.
I'm talking an [A] unfinished [F#m] business.
I'm a road guy now.
[G#] I'm [D] certified, done jail.
_ Represented, held [E] down the bits.
[F#m] I never sold mine now.
But I'm [G#] about [D] to set the pace.
And you can see it in my face.
I was a lone [E] guy now.
Look, [Bm] I hit the road [E] 17 with a vision.
[D] Even though I'm still a teen, I'm like a man [Em] upon a mission.
[F#m] Told my ma, Jay, I'm about [E] to use my intuition.
[D] I thought, Darkie, I'm about to do it.
I'm about to try [Em] and make a million.
[F#m] It's a new day.
Jail's just [E] a thing of the [D] past.
Fids was chilling with Darkie.
They was [E] moving kind of fast.
[F#m] Darkie had the gold chopper.
[E] Fids had the same design.
[D] And I was sitting in that bedroom thinking, [E] where am I getting mine?
[F#m] _ Then me and Fids had an altercation.
[D] And I swear we could see it in my face.
[E] I watched [F#m] him run a mile.
No one's taking [E] my place.
That's [D] a vendetta settled.
Now I'm in a better place.
[C#m] So I [F#m] started hitting gym.
And I was hitting [G#] those bags.
Plus, [D] I'm moving like Tyson because I wanted to be him.
[E] I was [D] bobbing and weaving.
Left a couple men bleeding.
But I lost determination when my coach ended up leaving.
[F#m] So I'm back on the streets.
18 [E] with 10 grand cash, [D] four grafters.
And these times, I had [F#] a mustache.
And I'm big now.
And in my mind, [E] I completed the game.
[D] I had the car, the super bike, the bracelet, [F#] and the chain.
[F#m] But then I slowed down.
How much money?
[E] Roll out.
A couple [D] niggas sold out.
I was moving slow [E] now, sitting [F#m] in my bedroom with the curtains closed,
[E] just feeling depressed.
[D] I've written hip hop heavy metal just to [E] get shit off my chest.
[F#m] _ _ And when [E] I look back, shit's [D] changed.
I remember sitting, playing [E] my computer [F#m] games.
San Andreas had me [E] feeling like I would rob [D] a bank
and drag a man out of his car [E] with my bare [F#m] hands.
Marijuana had me [E] sitting on the clouds, [D] so my perception was foggy.
[E] I'm not saying I was proud [F#m] to have a name in the bits.
Before [E] I ever spat a bar, [D] I made the ninja go click.
Before [E] I ever drove a car.
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