Cozz - Zendaya Feat. J. Cole (Produced by J. Cole) Chords
Tempo:
158.05 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
Abm
Gb
Bbm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Abm] [Ebm] Yeah.
[Abm] [Ebm]
Check.
[Bbm]
[Abm] [Ebm] How else I make it this [Abm] far?
[Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
Listen.
[Abm] Music my flesh and [Ebm] blood.
It's been my only [Abm] love since J-High.
I used to play [Ebm] J-High and Ye-High.
Thinking one day I will go from fan to fucking player.
I guess I found a way, huh?
My nigga Kaz wants a day-ah.
A side note, I'm rooting for you.
I use these [Abm] bars and start recruiting for you.
[Gb] But treat her right and [Ebm] just remember on your [F] lonely nights this mic will be your friend.
[Ebm] You tell it all your secrets [Bbm] that you keepin' deep [Abm] within.
Your fantasies, regrets, your happy [Ebm] moments, and your sins.
And [Abm] if he doesn't comprehend, at [Ebm] least he can pretend.
Let's begin to be the men we never seen.
In the 80s they smoked crack but now [Bbm] today they sipping lean and [B] popping sandies.
Fuck niggas running from they families.
[Abm] The streets don't give a fuck about the [Ebm] Grammys.
Wish I could talk to granny.
Wish I could smoke in [Bbm] peace.
But when I [Ebm] hit the blunt lately my mind it tortures me.
Everything [Abm] ain't supposed to be, apparently.
I take it as a sign to stick this shit that's staring me [Ebm] in the direction of some clarity.
This music is my therapy.
I thank the Lord cause he cared for me.
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
[Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How [Bbm] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
[Ebm]
[Abm] You [Gb] know I gotta thank God.
[Ebm] How else I make it this far?
[Bbm] Yo.
[Abm] Music is my [Ebm] song and fuels.
I guess it only saves a [Abm] chosen few.
From going to [Gb] school, selling dope crazy
Back in [Ebm] school, I was bumping cold daily
Now I'm writing rhymes in the notebook [Bbm] that cold gave me
And [B] bro, you so [Ebm] crazy, but all I can do is thank you
You [Abm] threw your boy in line, but shit, [Ebm] I ain't even say to
But fuck it, all that shit he say true
[Bbm] Cause you a [Ebm] dime, I'm sure you hear that everyday cool
So look, fuck being fine, cause I know you got a brain too
But shit, let me [Abm] not get my plate full
You [Ebm] know your brain moves a little different when you having eight food
So I'ma leave it up to fate to make these decisions
And stick to my [Abm] intentions
I [Ebm] did it for more of the passion, not the great checks
[Abm] Knowing that it's more than fat [Gb] asses and great sex
[Ebm] Tryna be the man I ain't yet
But demons stuck on me like ashes on gray sweats
Cause man, I ain't made shit and I'm lacking the patience
It's a battle to take in the fact [Abm] that I ain't win yet
What [Gb] am I saying?
[Ebm] I can't complain when
I travel and [Bbm] take trips, I [Ebm] look to God and I thank him
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
How [Gb] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
Yeah, how else I make it [Abm] this far?
[Ebm] How else I make it this [Abm] far?
[Gb] You know I gotta thank [Ebm] God
How else I make it this far, [Bbm] far?
Look, I [Abm] ain't got money to blow [Ebm] but I'm getting there, dog
Can't [Abm] get mama a home but I'm [Ebm] getting there, y'all
Won't reach the end of the road, just sitting there, dog
How you gon' learn to grow if you ain't listening, y'all?
Look, [Abm] I'm still a [Bb] student of the game but I've been through some things
Knocking school, you're at this [Gb] age, don't be clueless in the brain
[Ebm] You gotta learn to fly before you're cruising with the planes
And you can be a boss, just [Bb] gotta [Abm] do it in your lane
Choosing and choose to pray instead of choosing brave
To use and abuse for pay
You [Gb] doing it for the love or you doing it to get [F] praised?
What would you [Eb] do for fame?
If it was family or money, they'd probably lose you today
[Abm] Probably go buy a car and try and cope with the pain
Sometimes homies and hoes is [Ebm] truly the same
Try and screw you for change, yeah, it's truly a shame
But somehow I seem to see the beauty in the rain
I [Abm] made it this far
[Gb]
[Ebm] [Bbm]
[Ebm]
[N]
[Abm] [Ebm]
Check.
[Bbm]
[Abm] [Ebm] How else I make it this [Abm] far?
[Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
Listen.
[Abm] Music my flesh and [Ebm] blood.
It's been my only [Abm] love since J-High.
I used to play [Ebm] J-High and Ye-High.
Thinking one day I will go from fan to fucking player.
I guess I found a way, huh?
My nigga Kaz wants a day-ah.
A side note, I'm rooting for you.
I use these [Abm] bars and start recruiting for you.
[Gb] But treat her right and [Ebm] just remember on your [F] lonely nights this mic will be your friend.
[Ebm] You tell it all your secrets [Bbm] that you keepin' deep [Abm] within.
Your fantasies, regrets, your happy [Ebm] moments, and your sins.
And [Abm] if he doesn't comprehend, at [Ebm] least he can pretend.
Let's begin to be the men we never seen.
In the 80s they smoked crack but now [Bbm] today they sipping lean and [B] popping sandies.
Fuck niggas running from they families.
[Abm] The streets don't give a fuck about the [Ebm] Grammys.
Wish I could talk to granny.
Wish I could smoke in [Bbm] peace.
But when I [Ebm] hit the blunt lately my mind it tortures me.
Everything [Abm] ain't supposed to be, apparently.
I take it as a sign to stick this shit that's staring me [Ebm] in the direction of some clarity.
This music is my therapy.
I thank the Lord cause he cared for me.
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
[Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How [Bbm] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
[Ebm]
[Abm] You [Gb] know I gotta thank God.
[Ebm] How else I make it this far?
[Bbm] Yo.
[Abm] Music is my [Ebm] song and fuels.
I guess it only saves a [Abm] chosen few.
From going to [Gb] school, selling dope crazy
Back in [Ebm] school, I was bumping cold daily
Now I'm writing rhymes in the notebook [Bbm] that cold gave me
And [B] bro, you so [Ebm] crazy, but all I can do is thank you
You [Abm] threw your boy in line, but shit, [Ebm] I ain't even say to
But fuck it, all that shit he say true
[Bbm] Cause you a [Ebm] dime, I'm sure you hear that everyday cool
So look, fuck being fine, cause I know you got a brain too
But shit, let me [Abm] not get my plate full
You [Ebm] know your brain moves a little different when you having eight food
So I'ma leave it up to fate to make these decisions
And stick to my [Abm] intentions
I [Ebm] did it for more of the passion, not the great checks
[Abm] Knowing that it's more than fat [Gb] asses and great sex
[Ebm] Tryna be the man I ain't yet
But demons stuck on me like ashes on gray sweats
Cause man, I ain't made shit and I'm lacking the patience
It's a battle to take in the fact [Abm] that I ain't win yet
What [Gb] am I saying?
[Ebm] I can't complain when
I travel and [Bbm] take trips, I [Ebm] look to God and I thank him
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
How [Gb] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
How else I make it this far?
Yeah, how else I make it [Abm] this far?
[Ebm] How else I make it this [Abm] far?
[Gb] You know I gotta thank [Ebm] God
How else I make it this far, [Bbm] far?
Look, I [Abm] ain't got money to blow [Ebm] but I'm getting there, dog
Can't [Abm] get mama a home but I'm [Ebm] getting there, y'all
Won't reach the end of the road, just sitting there, dog
How you gon' learn to grow if you ain't listening, y'all?
Look, [Abm] I'm still a [Bb] student of the game but I've been through some things
Knocking school, you're at this [Gb] age, don't be clueless in the brain
[Ebm] You gotta learn to fly before you're cruising with the planes
And you can be a boss, just [Bb] gotta [Abm] do it in your lane
Choosing and choose to pray instead of choosing brave
To use and abuse for pay
You [Gb] doing it for the love or you doing it to get [F] praised?
What would you [Eb] do for fame?
If it was family or money, they'd probably lose you today
[Abm] Probably go buy a car and try and cope with the pain
Sometimes homies and hoes is [Ebm] truly the same
Try and screw you for change, yeah, it's truly a shame
But somehow I seem to see the beauty in the rain
I [Abm] made it this far
[Gb]
[Ebm] [Bbm]
[Ebm]
[N]
Key:
Ebm
Abm
Gb
Bbm
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Ebm
Abm
Gb
[Abm] _ _ [Ebm] _ Yeah. _ _ _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
Check.
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ How else I make it this [Abm] far?
_ _ [Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ _ _ Listen. _
[Abm] Music my flesh and [Ebm] blood.
It's been my only [Abm] love since J-High.
I used to play [Ebm] J-High and Ye-High.
Thinking one day I will go from fan to fucking player.
I guess I found a way, huh?
My nigga Kaz wants a day-ah.
A side note, I'm rooting for you.
I use these [Abm] bars and start recruiting for you.
[Gb] But treat her right and [Ebm] just remember on your [F] lonely nights this mic will be your friend.
[Ebm] You tell it all your secrets [Bbm] that you keepin' deep [Abm] within.
Your fantasies, regrets, your happy [Ebm] moments, and your sins.
And [Abm] if he doesn't comprehend, at [Ebm] least he can pretend.
Let's begin to be the men we never seen.
In the 80s they smoked crack but now [Bbm] today they sipping lean and [B] popping sandies.
Fuck niggas running from they families.
[Abm] The streets don't give a fuck about the [Ebm] Grammys.
Wish I could talk to granny.
Wish I could smoke in [Bbm] peace.
But when I [Ebm] hit the blunt lately my mind it tortures me.
Everything [Abm] ain't supposed to be, apparently.
I take it as a sign to stick this shit that's staring me [Ebm] in the direction of some clarity.
This music is my therapy.
I thank the Lord cause he cared for me.
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ _ [Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How [Bbm] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
_ [Abm] You _ _ [Gb] know I gotta thank God.
[Ebm] _ _ How else I make it this far?
[Bbm] Yo. _ _
[Abm] Music is my [Ebm] song and fuels.
I guess it only saves a [Abm] chosen few.
From going to [Gb] school, selling dope crazy
Back in [Ebm] school, I was bumping cold daily
Now I'm writing rhymes in the notebook [Bbm] that cold gave me
And [B] bro, you so [Ebm] crazy, but all I can do is thank you
You [Abm] threw your boy in line, but shit, [Ebm] I ain't even say to
But fuck it, all that shit he say true
[Bbm] Cause you a [Ebm] dime, I'm sure you hear that everyday cool
So look, fuck being fine, cause I know you got a brain too
But shit, let me [Abm] not get my plate full
You [Ebm] know your brain moves a little different when you having eight food
So I'ma leave it up to fate to make these decisions
And stick to my [Abm] intentions
I [Ebm] did it for more of the passion, not the great checks
[Abm] Knowing that it's more than fat [Gb] asses and great sex
[Ebm] Tryna be the man I ain't yet
But demons stuck on me like ashes on gray sweats
Cause man, I ain't made shit and I'm lacking the patience
It's a battle to take in the fact [Abm] that I ain't win yet
What [Gb] am I saying?
[Ebm] I can't complain when
I travel and [Bbm] take trips, I [Ebm] look to God and I thank him
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ _ How [Gb] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ Yeah, how else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ [Ebm] How else I make it this [Abm] far?
_ _ [Gb] You know I gotta thank [Ebm] God
_ How else I make it this far, [Bbm] far?
Look, I [Abm] ain't got money to blow [Ebm] but I'm getting there, dog
Can't [Abm] get mama a home but I'm [Ebm] getting there, y'all
Won't reach the end of the road, just sitting there, dog
How you gon' learn to grow if you ain't listening, y'all?
Look, [Abm] I'm still a [Bb] student of the game but I've been through some things
Knocking school, you're at this [Gb] age, don't be clueless in the brain
[Ebm] You gotta learn to fly before you're cruising with the planes
And you can be a boss, just [Bb] gotta [Abm] do it in your lane
Choosing and choose to pray instead of choosing brave
To use and abuse for pay
You [Gb] doing it for the love or you doing it to get [F] praised?
What would you [Eb] do for fame?
If it was family or money, they'd probably lose you today
[Abm] Probably go buy a car and try and cope with the pain
Sometimes homies and hoes is [Ebm] truly the same
Try and screw you for change, yeah, it's truly a shame
But somehow I seem to see the beauty in the rain
I [Abm] made it this far _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
Check.
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ How else I make it this [Abm] far?
_ _ [Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ _ _ Listen. _
[Abm] Music my flesh and [Ebm] blood.
It's been my only [Abm] love since J-High.
I used to play [Ebm] J-High and Ye-High.
Thinking one day I will go from fan to fucking player.
I guess I found a way, huh?
My nigga Kaz wants a day-ah.
A side note, I'm rooting for you.
I use these [Abm] bars and start recruiting for you.
[Gb] But treat her right and [Ebm] just remember on your [F] lonely nights this mic will be your friend.
[Ebm] You tell it all your secrets [Bbm] that you keepin' deep [Abm] within.
Your fantasies, regrets, your happy [Ebm] moments, and your sins.
And [Abm] if he doesn't comprehend, at [Ebm] least he can pretend.
Let's begin to be the men we never seen.
In the 80s they smoked crack but now [Bbm] today they sipping lean and [B] popping sandies.
Fuck niggas running from they families.
[Abm] The streets don't give a fuck about the [Ebm] Grammys.
Wish I could talk to granny.
Wish I could smoke in [Bbm] peace.
But when I [Ebm] hit the blunt lately my mind it tortures me.
Everything [Abm] ain't supposed to be, apparently.
I take it as a sign to stick this shit that's staring me [Ebm] in the direction of some clarity.
This music is my therapy.
I thank the Lord cause he cared for me.
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ _ [Gb] How else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How [Bbm] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
_ [Abm] You _ _ [Gb] know I gotta thank God.
[Ebm] _ _ How else I make it this far?
[Bbm] Yo. _ _
[Abm] Music is my [Ebm] song and fuels.
I guess it only saves a [Abm] chosen few.
From going to [Gb] school, selling dope crazy
Back in [Ebm] school, I was bumping cold daily
Now I'm writing rhymes in the notebook [Bbm] that cold gave me
And [B] bro, you so [Ebm] crazy, but all I can do is thank you
You [Abm] threw your boy in line, but shit, [Ebm] I ain't even say to
But fuck it, all that shit he say true
[Bbm] Cause you a [Ebm] dime, I'm sure you hear that everyday cool
So look, fuck being fine, cause I know you got a brain too
But shit, let me [Abm] not get my plate full
You [Ebm] know your brain moves a little different when you having eight food
So I'ma leave it up to fate to make these decisions
And stick to my [Abm] intentions
I [Ebm] did it for more of the passion, not the great checks
[Abm] Knowing that it's more than fat [Gb] asses and great sex
[Ebm] Tryna be the man I ain't yet
But demons stuck on me like ashes on gray sweats
Cause man, I ain't made shit and I'm lacking the patience
It's a battle to take in the fact [Abm] that I ain't win yet
What [Gb] am I saying?
[Ebm] I can't complain when
I travel and [Bbm] take trips, I [Ebm] look to God and I thank him
How else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ _ How [Gb] else I make it [Ebm] this far?
_ _ How else I make it this far?
_ Yeah, how else I make it [Abm] this far?
_ _ [Ebm] How else I make it this [Abm] far?
_ _ [Gb] You know I gotta thank [Ebm] God
_ How else I make it this far, [Bbm] far?
Look, I [Abm] ain't got money to blow [Ebm] but I'm getting there, dog
Can't [Abm] get mama a home but I'm [Ebm] getting there, y'all
Won't reach the end of the road, just sitting there, dog
How you gon' learn to grow if you ain't listening, y'all?
Look, [Abm] I'm still a [Bb] student of the game but I've been through some things
Knocking school, you're at this [Gb] age, don't be clueless in the brain
[Ebm] You gotta learn to fly before you're cruising with the planes
And you can be a boss, just [Bb] gotta [Abm] do it in your lane
Choosing and choose to pray instead of choosing brave
To use and abuse for pay
You [Gb] doing it for the love or you doing it to get [F] praised?
What would you [Eb] do for fame?
If it was family or money, they'd probably lose you today
[Abm] Probably go buy a car and try and cope with the pain
Sometimes homies and hoes is [Ebm] truly the same
Try and screw you for change, yeah, it's truly a shame
But somehow I seem to see the beauty in the rain
I [Abm] made it this far _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _