E-40 - Made This Way ft. Tee Grizzley, Rod Wave Chords
Tempo:
103.8 bpm
Chords used:
Em
C
Am
B
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] [C]
[Am] [B]
[Em] I was made anyway, [C] I was made anyway,
[Am] I was made anyway.
[B]
[Em] When I was younger, OG's used to let me come around and soak up game like a sponge, or
should I say beach towel.
They woke my game up when I was a little child, when I was broke, but now I'm up and I ain't
never coming down.
I wasn't a knock, I was a server.
My street was like a drive-thru service like In-N-Out Burger.
We was having our digits in the Wolf Tickets.
Me caviar, I be legit, my cousins and siblings.
In my region, in my district, on my land, they got more K's than the Klan.
In my city, they got more guns than Corporate Christie.
I gotta keep your head above copy water and quicksand.
Give you the 30-second checker for disrespecting the pillar.
For disrespecting the staple, you'll get disabled and able.
Let me grieve on you [C] for a minute, let me gang you up.
When I was growing up, we went from the shoulders and knuckled up.
We had [Em] to square up and squabble, swing them and chunk them.
And even if you got your ass beat, at least you still for something.
I don't condone sucker shit, that's not how the gang was designed.
I don't tape conversations, I don't record FaceTime.
I'm the last of my make, so therefore it won't be no more.
This storming suckers a stunt, and when it rains, it pours.
Brody Water, what it do, you still dribble?
Nope.
Oh, I was gonna say, if you do, you got a pickle?
A pickle, a pea, a pound?
Let me call one of my folks, they still get out.
Life is the gamble, but this ain't Caesars.
[C] This a Hail Mary, a jump ball, a [Em] buzzer beater.
My name is Sleepy N' Wee.
I'm [C] in love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off some porch, lay it straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was given to me.
[Em] It was made the way.
I was [C] made the way.
No, [Am] no.
And we was made the [A] way.
I was [B] made the way.
Damn.
[Em] I might mix a mirror with some Alexander Wang drip.
Tryna see how many hoes can a plane fit.
How the fuck you driving that on Earth?
That's a spaceship.
Domestic violence on my neck, that's how the chain hit.
Bitch, under pressure, I'ma shoot the three like Jordan in his prime.
Ruler on his Glock, nigga, measure up your eyes.
Diamonds in the Rolex, face like nigga, fuck the time.
Blow your brains out, then we gon' see what's on your mind.
Nigga hating on me, take a [C] bitch on a vacation.
When your crib get lit up, don't make no Christmas [E] decorations.
Wake up, pick my clothes, I'll jump in the shower.
[G] Nigga, kick it with my uncle, used to [Em] sell powder.
You joined the gang, but don't know nothing [Am] about it.
That's how we know you only did it for [Em] survival.
You better pray that you ain't click up with the rivals.
Cause every night we hunting with extensions on them rifles.
Big Glock on my hip like a blow dryer.
Smoke a bag of wood, take my [E] soul higher.
These rappers ain't even talented, they got ghost writers.
[Em] Set your head on fire, tell you to go for it.
They been sleeping in the week.
I'm in [C] love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off the porch, laying straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was giving to me.
[Em] See, we was made this way, I was [C] made this way.
And [Am] we were made this [A] way, I was [B] made this way.
[Em]
[Am] [B]
[Em] I was made anyway, [C] I was made anyway,
[Am] I was made anyway.
[B]
[Em] When I was younger, OG's used to let me come around and soak up game like a sponge, or
should I say beach towel.
They woke my game up when I was a little child, when I was broke, but now I'm up and I ain't
never coming down.
I wasn't a knock, I was a server.
My street was like a drive-thru service like In-N-Out Burger.
We was having our digits in the Wolf Tickets.
Me caviar, I be legit, my cousins and siblings.
In my region, in my district, on my land, they got more K's than the Klan.
In my city, they got more guns than Corporate Christie.
I gotta keep your head above copy water and quicksand.
Give you the 30-second checker for disrespecting the pillar.
For disrespecting the staple, you'll get disabled and able.
Let me grieve on you [C] for a minute, let me gang you up.
When I was growing up, we went from the shoulders and knuckled up.
We had [Em] to square up and squabble, swing them and chunk them.
And even if you got your ass beat, at least you still for something.
I don't condone sucker shit, that's not how the gang was designed.
I don't tape conversations, I don't record FaceTime.
I'm the last of my make, so therefore it won't be no more.
This storming suckers a stunt, and when it rains, it pours.
Brody Water, what it do, you still dribble?
Nope.
Oh, I was gonna say, if you do, you got a pickle?
A pickle, a pea, a pound?
Let me call one of my folks, they still get out.
Life is the gamble, but this ain't Caesars.
[C] This a Hail Mary, a jump ball, a [Em] buzzer beater.
My name is Sleepy N' Wee.
I'm [C] in love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off some porch, lay it straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was given to me.
[Em] It was made the way.
I was [C] made the way.
No, [Am] no.
And we was made the [A] way.
I was [B] made the way.
Damn.
[Em] I might mix a mirror with some Alexander Wang drip.
Tryna see how many hoes can a plane fit.
How the fuck you driving that on Earth?
That's a spaceship.
Domestic violence on my neck, that's how the chain hit.
Bitch, under pressure, I'ma shoot the three like Jordan in his prime.
Ruler on his Glock, nigga, measure up your eyes.
Diamonds in the Rolex, face like nigga, fuck the time.
Blow your brains out, then we gon' see what's on your mind.
Nigga hating on me, take a [C] bitch on a vacation.
When your crib get lit up, don't make no Christmas [E] decorations.
Wake up, pick my clothes, I'll jump in the shower.
[G] Nigga, kick it with my uncle, used to [Em] sell powder.
You joined the gang, but don't know nothing [Am] about it.
That's how we know you only did it for [Em] survival.
You better pray that you ain't click up with the rivals.
Cause every night we hunting with extensions on them rifles.
Big Glock on my hip like a blow dryer.
Smoke a bag of wood, take my [E] soul higher.
These rappers ain't even talented, they got ghost writers.
[Em] Set your head on fire, tell you to go for it.
They been sleeping in the week.
I'm in [C] love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off the porch, laying straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was giving to me.
[Em] See, we was made this way, I was [C] made this way.
And [Am] we were made this [A] way, I was [B] made this way.
[Em]
Key:
Em
C
Am
B
A
Em
C
Am
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] I was made anyway, [C] I was made anyway, _ _
[Am] I was made anyway.
_ _ [B] _ _
[Em] When I was younger, OG's used to let me come around and soak up game like a sponge, or
should I say beach towel.
They woke my game up when I was a little child, when I was broke, but now I'm up and I ain't
never coming down.
I wasn't a knock, I was a server.
My street was like a drive-thru service like In-N-Out Burger.
We was having our digits in the Wolf Tickets.
Me caviar, I be legit, my cousins and siblings.
In my region, in my district, on my land, they got more K's than the Klan.
In my city, they got more guns than Corporate Christie.
I gotta keep your head above copy water and quicksand.
Give you the 30-second checker for disrespecting the pillar.
For disrespecting the staple, you'll get disabled and able.
Let me grieve on you [C] for a minute, let me gang you up.
When I was growing up, we went from the shoulders and knuckled up.
We had [Em] to square up and squabble, swing them and chunk them.
And even if you got your ass beat, at least you still for something.
I don't condone sucker shit, that's not how the gang was designed.
I don't tape conversations, I don't record FaceTime.
I'm the last of my make, so therefore it won't be no more.
This storming suckers a stunt, and when it rains, it pours.
Brody Water, what it do, you still dribble?
Nope.
Oh, I was gonna say, if you do, you got a pickle?
_ A pickle, a pea, a pound?
Let me call one of my folks, they still get out.
Life is the gamble, but this ain't Caesars.
[C] This a Hail Mary, a jump ball, a [Em] buzzer beater.
My name is Sleepy N' Wee.
I'm [C] in love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off some porch, lay it straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was given to me.
[Em] It was made the way.
I was [C] made the way.
No, [Am] no.
And we was made the [A] way.
I was [B] made the way.
Damn.
[Em] I might mix a mirror with some Alexander Wang drip.
Tryna see how many hoes can a plane fit.
How the fuck you driving that on Earth?
That's a spaceship.
Domestic violence on my neck, that's how the chain hit.
Bitch, under pressure, I'ma shoot the three like Jordan in his prime.
Ruler on his Glock, nigga, measure up your eyes.
Diamonds in the Rolex, face like nigga, fuck the time.
Blow your brains out, then we gon' see what's on your mind.
Nigga hating on me, take a [C] bitch on a vacation.
When your crib get lit up, don't make no Christmas [E] decorations.
Wake up, pick my clothes, I'll jump in the shower.
[G] Nigga, kick it with my uncle, used to [Em] sell powder.
You joined the gang, but don't know nothing [Am] about it.
That's how we know you only did it for [Em] survival.
You better pray that you ain't click up with the rivals.
Cause every night we hunting with extensions on them rifles.
Big Glock on my hip like a blow dryer.
Smoke a bag of wood, take my [E] soul higher.
These rappers ain't even talented, they got ghost writers.
[Em] Set your head on fire, tell you to go for it.
They been sleeping in the week.
I'm in [C] love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off the porch, laying straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was giving to me.
[Em] See, we was made this way, I was [C] made this way.
And [Am] we were made this [A] way, I was [B] made this way. _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] I was made anyway, [C] I was made anyway, _ _
[Am] I was made anyway.
_ _ [B] _ _
[Em] When I was younger, OG's used to let me come around and soak up game like a sponge, or
should I say beach towel.
They woke my game up when I was a little child, when I was broke, but now I'm up and I ain't
never coming down.
I wasn't a knock, I was a server.
My street was like a drive-thru service like In-N-Out Burger.
We was having our digits in the Wolf Tickets.
Me caviar, I be legit, my cousins and siblings.
In my region, in my district, on my land, they got more K's than the Klan.
In my city, they got more guns than Corporate Christie.
I gotta keep your head above copy water and quicksand.
Give you the 30-second checker for disrespecting the pillar.
For disrespecting the staple, you'll get disabled and able.
Let me grieve on you [C] for a minute, let me gang you up.
When I was growing up, we went from the shoulders and knuckled up.
We had [Em] to square up and squabble, swing them and chunk them.
And even if you got your ass beat, at least you still for something.
I don't condone sucker shit, that's not how the gang was designed.
I don't tape conversations, I don't record FaceTime.
I'm the last of my make, so therefore it won't be no more.
This storming suckers a stunt, and when it rains, it pours.
Brody Water, what it do, you still dribble?
Nope.
Oh, I was gonna say, if you do, you got a pickle?
_ A pickle, a pea, a pound?
Let me call one of my folks, they still get out.
Life is the gamble, but this ain't Caesars.
[C] This a Hail Mary, a jump ball, a [Em] buzzer beater.
My name is Sleepy N' Wee.
I'm [C] in love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off some porch, lay it straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was given to me.
[Em] It was made the way.
I was [C] made the way.
No, [Am] no.
And we was made the [A] way.
I was [B] made the way.
Damn.
[Em] I might mix a mirror with some Alexander Wang drip.
Tryna see how many hoes can a plane fit.
How the fuck you driving that on Earth?
That's a spaceship.
Domestic violence on my neck, that's how the chain hit.
Bitch, under pressure, I'ma shoot the three like Jordan in his prime.
Ruler on his Glock, nigga, measure up your eyes.
Diamonds in the Rolex, face like nigga, fuck the time.
Blow your brains out, then we gon' see what's on your mind.
Nigga hating on me, take a [C] bitch on a vacation.
When your crib get lit up, don't make no Christmas [E] decorations.
Wake up, pick my clothes, I'll jump in the shower.
[G] Nigga, kick it with my uncle, used to [Em] sell powder.
You joined the gang, but don't know nothing [Am] about it.
That's how we know you only did it for [Em] survival.
You better pray that you ain't click up with the rivals.
Cause every night we hunting with extensions on them rifles.
Big Glock on my hip like a blow dryer.
Smoke a bag of wood, take my [E] soul higher.
These rappers ain't even talented, they got ghost writers.
[Em] Set your head on fire, tell you to go for it.
They been sleeping in the week.
I'm in [C] love with the road, I'm addicted to cheese.
[Am] Jumped off the porch, laying straight in the [A] streets.
[B] I played a hand that was giving to me.
[Em] See, we was made this way, I was [C] made this way.
And [Am] we were made this [A] way, I was [B] made this way. _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _