Chords for Knight

Tempo:
84.25 bpm
Chords used:

Am

D

E

Bm

C

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Knight chords
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[B] [D]
[E] [G] [Am] Yes, with a few exceptions, yeah I'm [B] livin' honest
Except I promised my mama that I would [G] finish college
So I'm chasin' profits, sorry [D] ma, I ain't forget about it
But if money [E] evil, I'm hopin' that you can [G] see through all the drama
And watch me [Am] get these dollars And my ambition burn so hot it's like I'm
[Bm] bleedin' lava Haters be pleadin' me to stop, but I don't
[D] even bother Though my approach is seemin' awkward, I can
[Gb] see it proper See success [Bm] and I just see the fact that
I don't [Am] need a father Dimes [B] hotter than a drop of Harry Potter
shit [Bm] Pedal to the metal, high level, full [G] throttle
shit Still searchin' for reasons why niggas ain't
[E] acknowledge this I'm lost in [G] the era where real shit does
[C] not exist I'm neither [Db] swayin' phase, I'm everyday
[D] coolin' it I'm gettin' [Bm] blazed, laughin' at the way
they overdoin' [C] shit I'm just an old soul [G] stickin' to a newer
[B] script I guess I gotta [Bm] prove this shit, I'm truly
[Ab] too legit to quit
[C]
[E] [Bm] [C] I'd like to send a shout out to the fathers that didn't [D] raise us
To every old-hated, now unable to say much To [C] critics doin' dirty with comments a nigga
[F] paid for an apartment [Bm] yesterday Off some songs I haven't yet [Am] made up
Black Crest to the pay up Bars goin' [E] hard is the ashtray where I place
guts Shouts to the essays who [C] paid pesos to play
us Ridin' in the [Gb] bar, yo
[B] Huffin' puff, blowin' cushion, off clothing [Am] articles
Kenny rolling [Em] blunts, got us stuck like a [E] barnacle
The bottom of your ship, ironic, cause the [D] audio is nautical
The bottom of the ships, look mama, look [E] mama, look, your product is [Bm] legit
I promise, [Am] honest, this karma got me ballin' on my [B] fists
Till [D] I demolish your clique, pardon the [C] clips I am honestly as bomb as it gets
Regardless [Abm] of who is talkin', I'm farmin' [Bm] harvestin' ants
Just me [Am] and Dom, I'm a wind blitz, [Em] marijuana the split
Between [D] the two of us, rocket boxes easy as warmin'
some ramen noodles up [C] So, searchin' for a way to state it [Ab] right
Young Black in J Division, Hazy strollin' through the [N] night
[Bm] [C]
[Abm] [Ab] [Am]
[E] [D]
[Abm] [Ab] [Am]
[E] [F]
[Ab] [Am]
[D] [F]
[Abm] [Am]
[E] [F]
[Abm] [N]
Key:  
Am
2311
D
1321
E
2311
Bm
13421112
C
3211
Am
2311
D
1321
E
2311
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [G] _ [Am] Yes, with a few exceptions, yeah I'm [B] livin' honest
Except I promised my mama that I would [G] finish college
So I'm chasin' profits, sorry [D] ma, I ain't forget about it
But if money [E] evil, I'm hopin' that you can [G] see through all the drama
And watch me [Am] get these dollars And my ambition burn so hot it's like I'm
[Bm] bleedin' lava Haters be pleadin' me to stop, but I don't
[D] even bother Though my approach is seemin' awkward, I can
[Gb] see it proper See success [Bm] and I just see the fact that
I don't [Am] need a father Dimes [B] hotter than a drop of Harry Potter
shit [Bm] Pedal to the metal, high level, full [G] throttle
shit Still searchin' for reasons why niggas ain't
[E] acknowledge this I'm lost in [G] the era where real shit does
[C] not exist I'm neither [Db] swayin' phase, I'm everyday
[D] coolin' it I'm gettin' [Bm] blazed, laughin' at the way
they overdoin' [C] shit I'm just an old soul [G] stickin' to a newer
[B] script I guess I gotta [Bm] prove this shit, I'm truly
[Ab] too legit to quit
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [C] I'd like to send a shout out to the fathers that didn't [D] raise us
To every old-hated, now unable to say much To [C] critics doin' dirty with comments a nigga
[F] paid for an apartment [Bm] yesterday Off some songs I haven't yet [Am] made up
Black Crest to the pay up Bars goin' [E] hard is the ashtray where I place
guts Shouts to the essays who [C] paid pesos to play
us Ridin' in the [Gb] bar, yo
[B] Huffin' puff, blowin' cushion, off clothing [Am] articles
Kenny rolling [Em] blunts, got us stuck like a [E] barnacle
The bottom of your ship, ironic, cause the [D] audio is nautical
The bottom of the ships, look mama, look [E] mama, look, your product is [Bm] legit
I promise, [Am] honest, this karma got me ballin' on my [B] fists
Till [D] I demolish your clique, pardon the [C] clips I am honestly as bomb as it gets
Regardless [Abm] of who is talkin', I'm farmin' [Bm] harvestin' ants
Just me [Am] and Dom, I'm a wind blitz, [Em] marijuana the split
Between [D] the two of us, rocket boxes easy as warmin'
some ramen noodles up [C] So, searchin' for a way to state it [Ab] right
Young Black in J Division, Hazy strollin' through the [N] night
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