Ball Chords by Eryn Martin
Tempo:
82.4 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Eb
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gm]
I'm gonna sleep [Eb] at night, demons in [Gm] it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do [Eb] a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks [Gm] if we're mining
I better sleep at night, something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the tree
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I [Gm] could come home with the money bag
I know I'm the only one, you [Eb] know that one
I don't get paid every week, [Gm] but I work
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I could come home with the money [Gm] bag
You talk [Bb] in the building, I'ma [Eb] break the ceiling
I don't think you feel me, I'm not too overwhelming
[Gm] But I'll sleep at night, demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks if we're mining
Don't go, better sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
Maserati, no speed race, no stars up this way
That bitch, she race, that bitch, he race
No hope is my fourth love
I wanna menage a myth or so
I don't [Bb] want no broads in my [Eb] courthouse
You need something more [Gm] than your asshole
You ain't nothing more than a [Eb] fucked up
You ain't nothing more [Gm] than the pills on your floor
But I'll sleep [Eb] at night, [Gm] demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't wanna do a lot [Eb] of diming, give me something more, [Gm] if we're dying
[Bb] Don't go, better sleep [Eb] at night
Something wakes me up [Gm] in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
[Eb] Morning with the money [Gm] bag, not the tree
[Eb] Morning with the money bag, not the tree
[Gm]
I'm gonna sleep [Eb] at night, demons in [Gm] it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do [Eb] a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks [Gm] if we're mining
I better sleep at night, something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the tree
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I [Gm] could come home with the money bag
I know I'm the only one, you [Eb] know that one
I don't get paid every week, [Gm] but I work
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I could come home with the money [Gm] bag
You talk [Bb] in the building, I'ma [Eb] break the ceiling
I don't think you feel me, I'm not too overwhelming
[Gm] But I'll sleep at night, demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks if we're mining
Don't go, better sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
Maserati, no speed race, no stars up this way
That bitch, she race, that bitch, he race
No hope is my fourth love
I wanna menage a myth or so
I don't [Bb] want no broads in my [Eb] courthouse
You need something more [Gm] than your asshole
You ain't nothing more than a [Eb] fucked up
You ain't nothing more [Gm] than the pills on your floor
But I'll sleep [Eb] at night, [Gm] demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't wanna do a lot [Eb] of diming, give me something more, [Gm] if we're dying
[Bb] Don't go, better sleep [Eb] at night
Something wakes me up [Gm] in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
[Eb] Morning with the money [Gm] bag, not the tree
[Eb] Morning with the money bag, not the tree
[Gm]
Key:
Gm
Eb
Bb
Gm
Eb
Bb
Gm
Eb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ I'm gonna sleep [Eb] at night, demons in [Gm] it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do [Eb] a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks [Gm] if we're mining
I better sleep at night, something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the tree
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I [Gm] could come home with the money bag
I know I'm the only one, you [Eb] know that one
I don't get paid every week, [Gm] but I work
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I could come home with the money [Gm] bag
You talk [Bb] in the building, I'ma [Eb] break the ceiling
I don't think you feel me, I'm not too overwhelming
[Gm] But I'll sleep at night, demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks if we're mining
Don't go, better sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
Maserati, no speed race, no stars up this way
That bitch, she race, that bitch, he race
No hope is my fourth love
I wanna menage a myth or so
I don't [Bb] want no broads in my [Eb] courthouse
You need something more [Gm] than your asshole
You ain't nothing more than a [Eb] fucked up
You ain't nothing more [Gm] than the pills on your floor
But I'll sleep [Eb] at night, [Gm] demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't wanna do a lot [Eb] of diming, give me something more, [Gm] if we're dying
[Bb] Don't go, better sleep [Eb] at night
Something wakes me up [Gm] in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
_ _ _ [Eb] Morning with the money [Gm] bag, not the tree
_ _ _ [Eb] Morning with the money bag, not the tree
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ I'm gonna sleep [Eb] at night, demons in [Gm] it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do [Eb] a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks [Gm] if we're mining
I better sleep at night, something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the tree
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I [Gm] could come home with the money bag
I know I'm the only one, you [Eb] know that one
I don't get paid every week, [Gm] but I work
Sorry to my mom, sorry [Eb] to my dad
Wish I could come home with the money [Gm] bag
You talk [Bb] in the building, I'ma [Eb] break the ceiling
I don't think you feel me, I'm not too overwhelming
[Gm] But I'll sleep at night, demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I wanna do a lot of diming, give me something more, I need rocks if we're mining
Don't go, better sleep at night
Something wakes me up in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
Maserati, no speed race, no stars up this way
That bitch, she race, that bitch, he race
No hope is my fourth love
I wanna menage a myth or so
I don't [Bb] want no broads in my [Eb] courthouse
You need something more [Gm] than your asshole
You ain't nothing more than a [Eb] fucked up
You ain't nothing more [Gm] than the pills on your floor
But I'll sleep [Eb] at night, [Gm] demons in it for the wrong and they're lying
I don't wanna do a lot [Eb] of diming, give me something more, [Gm] if we're dying
[Bb] Don't go, better sleep [Eb] at night
Something wakes me up [Gm] in the morning
Something about the sweet, sweet smell of [Eb] marijuana leaves
Morning with the money bag, not the [Gm] tree
_ _ _ [Eb] Morning with the money [Gm] bag, not the tree
_ _ _ [Eb] Morning with the money bag, not the tree
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _