Chords for J. Cole - Killers (NEW)

[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
[C#] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Fm] Mama, I just killed a man.
My body's [Cm] still trembling, can you feel my hand?
Don't shed no tears, it [G] won't be long before they find out it was me, [Cm] mama.
This may be the last time you see me free, ma, don't spend it [Fm] crying.
You did your best, me, I was blessed.
Know you was stressed [Cm] trying to keep me out the streets.
Me ducking police, [G] trying not to make a beat to [C#] wake you up out of your sleep.
A [Cm] drunk and high fool, skip a class, flunk at high [Fm] school.
I know you taught me better, somehow I never [Cm] learned.
Said I was playing with fire, somehow I never [G] burned.
You tried to set me straight, [Cm] somehow I never burned.
You tried to throw me right, but somehow I never [Fm] turned.
Lost in a cloud of marijuana, are you sane, [Cm] dummy?
Draw your face off, mama, you're not to blame [G] for me.
See, I'm a man, I gotta take [Cm] whatever came for me.
At times I wonder about my father, would it change [Fm] for me if he was around?
Would I still [D#] be running around with the low life?
Bum-ass niggas, no [G#] job, no [C#] life.
Seen them niggas killed for no price.
I watch his life [Cm] flash before his eyes like a strobe light.
I pull the trigger, [Fm] mama, trying to be hard.
I ain't mean to kill the nigga, [D#] mama.
What was done is done.
I'm on the run.
I [C#] live my life like a movie.
Now it's way too real.
[Cm] Who would have thought a baby boy would have grew up to [Fm] be a killer?
_ Yeah, [Cm] now I'm a killer. _ _
[G] Guess I'm a killer.
[C#] They got me in here [Cm] with the killers.
_ Yeah, [Fm] I mean the killers.
I'm in murder.
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[Fm] Yeah, I wonder what's in store for me.
Lately been stressing, [Cm] pray for blessings.
Hope there's more for me than just a simple [G] life.
Niggas that I used to hoop with is doing triple [Cm] life.
Gave up the dump shop, worked on the gun [Fm] shop.
Who would have thought I used to plot this nigga's [Cm] layup?
Now he's in the cell laid up.
I wish you well.
[G] Stay up like it's Comedy X.
It's like to make [Cm] a nigga fold like a laundromat.
I sip this [Fm] cognac, though, to eat my brain from all this pain.
And so that I [Cm] react slow in this fast world.
Slow niggas, [G] fast girls.
Hoes give up ass while these [Cm] hoes niggas hold triggers.
Blast on them.
Hold up that old checker [Fm] flag for them.
Chalk lines, but I do not walk [Cm] sign as deep.
All these cold hearted [G] niggas holding heat.
I'd rather blast, but they still [Cm] a nigga.
Tell them now, boy, don't make me turn [Fm] into a killer.
Triple life.
Yeah, [Cm] into a killer.
How do you do triple life?
Don't make me turn [G] into a [C#] killer.
That mean if he die [Cm] [Fm] and [Cm] come back, [Fm] he gotta go to penitentiary.
_ [G#] _ [Cm] Right, DBC?
Fuck kindergarten.
[G] _ [C#] Hit your little ass on the [Cm] penitentiary, mother.
You know what you did last time.
To [Fm] those who had love for me in the past,
[Cm] who would ever thought that time would fly by so [C#] fast.
I remember back in class, we used to make believe [Cm] like it was draft day.
Swear that we would make the league and [Fm] be rich.
Saturday morning, had to break the lead.
[Cm] Ah shit.
Watch how they pile up.
Seemed like a [G] mild luck.
I watched the [Cm] blisters on my hands and then I dial up my best friend.
Skating ringers, well, we [Fm] had it at night.
And if a nigga disrespect, no, yes, we [Cm] ready to fight.
In retrospect, the shit seemed petty at the [G] time.
The shit was heavy because life was all about your name.
[Cm] You had to scrap with any nigga that would call you lame.
[Fm] A shame, no doubt.
So many niggas got their brains [Cm] blowed out, snatched a nigga's chain
and he got his name [C#] rolled out in obituary.
Another body in the [Cm] cemetery.
Another young nigga in the [Fm] penitentiary.
And he don't give a fuck.
No [D#] missionary, rap visionary, paint a [C#] picture, nigga, pictionary.
Tell you what it is.
I'm a [Cm] dictionary.
I knew a nigga through his dictionary, [Fm] chickenery city that he went to.
Went hard like [D#] the rent dude, till he met the wrong bitch.
The man [C#] just came home ex-convict and he stayed [Cm] on with that thriller.
Shit, fucking [Fm] around with them killers.
Yeah, with them [G#] killers.
Fucking [G] around with them [C#] killers.
[D#] _ [C#] [Cm] I'm a killer. _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _