Chords for Cordae - C Carter [Official Music Video]

[Cm] _ _ [D] _ [G] I got niggas lining up to get cut and you [Ab] fucking it up.
[G] Hey get here man or I'm gonna put somebody in your spot man.
Hurry up.
Damn.
Who the [C] fuck you over there chasing down here?
It's dumbass Cordae man.
[Gb] Cordae?
Come out the bitch ass right nigga?
I mean bitch [Fm] man he nice but he just late.
[Gb] Man fuck that nigga.
[D] What you mean he dope.
Dope and fucking making terrible ass music nigga.
The fuck?
The fuck are you listening to?
[Eb] Damn OG you going [Ab] hard bro.
What's your beef with him?
Man [E] it ain't no fucking beef.
Tell you what, tell you what.
If that nigga never fucking [C] record a song again ever [Eb] in his fucking life.
[E] The beef is over.
Whatever man.
If he coming right now man you can [D] tell him yourself.
[Am] He hit?
Yeah.
If he hit it I'm gone.
Fuck.
What you mean?
You ain't gonna cut your boy up?
Nigga you need a damn therapist.
[D] _ [Bb] Right.
What's up boy? _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Fm] _ Yeah.
[Bb] [Cm] Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.
[Fm] Nigga Jada [Bb] just [Cm] walk with me.
I [Fm] used to dream about a [Bbm] Dodge Charger.
[Cm] Suicide dog sitting on 24's.
I was [Fm] trying to find a job but shit [Bbm] why bother?
[Cm] Being broke and making try harder.
[Fm] Sitting in the house watching [Bb] Coach Carter.
[Cm] Plotting on this fucking Cartier.
[Fm] Plus a nigga trying to [Bbm] go farther.
[Cm] I finally arrived and nobody's here.
Hey.
[Fm] I used to dream about [Bb] a new [Cm] Hummer.
Back when good music dropped Cruel Summer.
[Fm] Back when niggas wondered if [Bbm] I do [Cm] numbers.
Check this ass boy, that nigga doing huge numbers.
Got [Fm] me dime piece sucking on [Bb] my cucumber.
[C] I ain't doing too [Cm] bad for a newcomer.
Life [Fm] shit gave me scars when [Bbm] I cruised under.
[Cm] Certain shit'll make you wonder.
But [Bbm] that's a part of the game.
We call life love, [Cm] it's hard to retain.
My little brother drive [Ab] a Jeep and I just bought him a [Bbm] chain.
A real nigga what I'm is and what I'll always [Cm] remain.
But this bitch temptation keep calling my [Bbm] name.
I wrote this song in LA, I [Cm] was driving my Benz.
Thinking [Eb] about this road I'm on to [Bb] acquire an end.
I'm a fucking [F] outlier, I retire these [Eb] trends.
Niggas told me I was stupid just for hiring [Fm] friends.
I used to dream about [Bb] a Dodge Charger.
[Cm] Suicide dog sitting on 24's.
I [Fm] was trying to find a job but [Bbm] shit why [Cm] bother?
Being broken make you try harder.
[Fm] Sitting in the house [Bb] watching Coach Carter.
[Cm] Plotting on this fucking Cartier.
[Fm] Plus a nigga [Bbm] trying to go farther.
[Cm] I finally arrived and [Am] nobody's here. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [G] Hey, hey, [E] how often does a nigga over [Am] there do it?
You do it quite a bit.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Two, [Bb] three times a week, he cool.
No, no, no, I'm having fun.
Good ass [G] day.
Sweet nuts.
_ [Bb] Hey.
[E] _ Why?
[Am] Well, nigga music [Am] sucks.
Shit is ass, lacks talent, lacks originality.
[Em] And I hope a nigga out never.
[B] Hey.
[F] Smoke out [A] the ball.
Fucking crazy.
Smoke [Em] out the ball.
No, no.
[B] You know what I got in my mouth?
The guy with the [Gm] bowl.
Oh, yo I hate that dude.
That guy is [E] crazy.
Fuck him.
You don't goddamn hate him, that's what it sound like to me.
[Gm] Chill, kid. _ _
_ Stop washing my damn shoes, nigga.
Good luck.
Hey, you loud and rich looking motherfucker.
That's why you sound like Batman.
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_ _ [C] _ [Bbm] I break free every time that I wake.
My [Cm] faith leads and creates seeds that eventually blossom [Bbm] the trees.
Getting rid of all the extra shit I thought I would need.
I put your head on a swivel, [Bb] wear my heart on a sleeve.
But [Bbm] just breathe.
This simple exercise can even [Cm] rectify our greatest sins.
Although my days won't end next to God.
I atone for all of my wrongs through our songs.
But let him who is without sin [Fm] go cast the first stone.
I used to dream [Bbm] about a Dodge Charger.
[Cm] Suicide, dog.
Sitting on [Fm] 24s.
I was trying to find a [Bb] job. Why bother?
[Cm] Being broke can make you try harder.
[Fm] Sitting in the house [Bb] watching Coach Carter.
[Cm] Plotting on this fucking party here.
[Fm] Hey.
Plus a nigga trying to go farther.
[Cm] I finally arrived and nobody's here.
[Fm] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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