Chords for MEEKZ - 6 FIGURES
Tempo:
140.75 bpm
Chords used:
Am
Em
C
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [Em] [Am]
[E] [Am]
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[Em] [Am]
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[Am] [Em] I've been [Am] fucking since the morning.
[Em] [C] It's only right we got a war.
I've been fucking [Am] since I was [Em] born.
I've been fucking [Am] since the morning.
[Em] It's only [Am] right we got a war.
[Em] I've been [Am] fucking since I was born.
[Em] I've been running from the law.
I've been fucking since the morning.
Six figures compose songs but my niggas run.
And they ain't sitting on no stars that I'm [C] wishing on.
Granny told [G] me smoking all that weed they'll have your vision [C] gone.
Never dropped a tune to the same beat I ray on.
Serving kids long, swimming in my dingy dung.
I ain't stepping in the club if I can't bring the finger long.
The snow is [G] well wrapped, straight facts, this ain't no thing along.
[C] I had to switch my nigga D was there so we could sing [Am] a song.
Told him I [Em] won't stop and I'm on job until my dinner's done.
[Am] Even selling [C] spice on the wing before it on the bong.
[Em] Another pad spent, [C] I'm beeping on the run.
I'm pissed off, sitting down the block, thinking bout a silly [Am] crop.
When I touch the rose, little crop, two jobs, fag with a box.
[Em] I'm shutting down blocks and old T spots.
There's nothing better than some brown broth.
[Am]
I switch spots if [Em] the towers off.
[Am] Everywhere we go a man call salsa.
If you knew my name you could've checked me on the browser.
Carting money's long, I need a money carter.
I get [G] the bobby doubled up [C] and throw it in the press.
[Em] [Bb]
[G] Five million views, [C] fuck it life's been a mess.
[Am] [C] I ain't celebrating life, got my niggas dead.
Fuck a little [G] check, I'm [C] putting DZ on my neck.
DZ on my chest make it look easy when I flex.
Young punks never been a threat, wake up got a go get.
With my stove, yes, oh yes, I need my own clothes next.
I [Em] got stones on the [C] stove and I got dough to collect.
[Em] Poles in the den, [Am] I'm working on my project.
Roads are a mess, phones will have me depressed.
I'm thinking shows or the recs, is it [E] the scales or the decks?
Got me weighing up my [G] options, trying to see [E] what's next.
If I get grabbed with any packs I'm going straight to the pen.
Voices in my head telling me to break it again.
Same time my niggas [Em] dead, I gotta make it [C] for them.
Let me drop a [G] freestyle, no more waiting [C] again.
I drop it straight off the head.
Music game a load of stress, I got no patience [Em] for them.
[Am] Niggas stealing my flow, they better pay [C] me for them.
Over 100k a day, don't take the piss.
Silly numbers make me sick, now I'm getting paid legit.
I don't know what to say to this, let's see [Em] who raps the craziest.
[Am]
I'm just a nasty little [Em] stone seller.
[C] First big million views with [G] no pressure.
Fuck [C] a plaque, I just wish that I could show tech off.
Obviously [Am] I can't trap forever.
You my brother if we ever sold a pack together.
I [Em] love money, but I really need the whole game.
No games, I heard the rap, I heard [Am] the rolls, I got a roll safe.
[Em] Name hot so I don't show face.
But I just wish that I could show faith.
You see the look on little bro's face.
[Am] I'd be surprised if they don't hate.
[G] Flippin' hell I wish [Am] I'm where that old bit goes great.
I'm on my own, jumping flows out my bro's grave.
Freestyling, I'm wilding until my throat aches.
You would've died if you seen [C] what my shitty little flow [G] makes.
Rap it and [C] stash it, I ain't using no safe.
Tell my young'un with the packet, I'm telling roll [Am] safe.
I woke [Em] up dreaming bout [C] the dope game.
Shit fucked crazy how [Em] the roads change.
[C] This shit's different from the old [Em] days.
I used to think when [C] I'm older I want 20 max and 10 gold chains.
[D] A big range [Am] on sick bends.
[Em] Shit started off crazy, [Am] we gon' see how this shit ends.
For real man.
[Em] [Am] [Em]
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[Am] [Em] I've been [Am] fucking since the morning.
[Em] [C] It's only right we got a war.
I've been fucking [Am] since I was [Em] born.
I've been fucking [Am] since the morning.
[Em] It's only [Am] right we got a war.
[Em] I've been [Am] fucking since I was born.
[Em] I've been running from the law.
I've been fucking since the morning.
Six figures compose songs but my niggas run.
And they ain't sitting on no stars that I'm [C] wishing on.
Granny told [G] me smoking all that weed they'll have your vision [C] gone.
Never dropped a tune to the same beat I ray on.
Serving kids long, swimming in my dingy dung.
I ain't stepping in the club if I can't bring the finger long.
The snow is [G] well wrapped, straight facts, this ain't no thing along.
[C] I had to switch my nigga D was there so we could sing [Am] a song.
Told him I [Em] won't stop and I'm on job until my dinner's done.
[Am] Even selling [C] spice on the wing before it on the bong.
[Em] Another pad spent, [C] I'm beeping on the run.
I'm pissed off, sitting down the block, thinking bout a silly [Am] crop.
When I touch the rose, little crop, two jobs, fag with a box.
[Em] I'm shutting down blocks and old T spots.
There's nothing better than some brown broth.
[Am]
I switch spots if [Em] the towers off.
[Am] Everywhere we go a man call salsa.
If you knew my name you could've checked me on the browser.
Carting money's long, I need a money carter.
I get [G] the bobby doubled up [C] and throw it in the press.
[Em] [Bb]
[G] Five million views, [C] fuck it life's been a mess.
[Am] [C] I ain't celebrating life, got my niggas dead.
Fuck a little [G] check, I'm [C] putting DZ on my neck.
DZ on my chest make it look easy when I flex.
Young punks never been a threat, wake up got a go get.
With my stove, yes, oh yes, I need my own clothes next.
I [Em] got stones on the [C] stove and I got dough to collect.
[Em] Poles in the den, [Am] I'm working on my project.
Roads are a mess, phones will have me depressed.
I'm thinking shows or the recs, is it [E] the scales or the decks?
Got me weighing up my [G] options, trying to see [E] what's next.
If I get grabbed with any packs I'm going straight to the pen.
Voices in my head telling me to break it again.
Same time my niggas [Em] dead, I gotta make it [C] for them.
Let me drop a [G] freestyle, no more waiting [C] again.
I drop it straight off the head.
Music game a load of stress, I got no patience [Em] for them.
[Am] Niggas stealing my flow, they better pay [C] me for them.
Over 100k a day, don't take the piss.
Silly numbers make me sick, now I'm getting paid legit.
I don't know what to say to this, let's see [Em] who raps the craziest.
[Am]
I'm just a nasty little [Em] stone seller.
[C] First big million views with [G] no pressure.
Fuck [C] a plaque, I just wish that I could show tech off.
Obviously [Am] I can't trap forever.
You my brother if we ever sold a pack together.
I [Em] love money, but I really need the whole game.
No games, I heard the rap, I heard [Am] the rolls, I got a roll safe.
[Em] Name hot so I don't show face.
But I just wish that I could show faith.
You see the look on little bro's face.
[Am] I'd be surprised if they don't hate.
[G] Flippin' hell I wish [Am] I'm where that old bit goes great.
I'm on my own, jumping flows out my bro's grave.
Freestyling, I'm wilding until my throat aches.
You would've died if you seen [C] what my shitty little flow [G] makes.
Rap it and [C] stash it, I ain't using no safe.
Tell my young'un with the packet, I'm telling roll [Am] safe.
I woke [Em] up dreaming bout [C] the dope game.
Shit fucked crazy how [Em] the roads change.
[C] This shit's different from the old [Em] days.
I used to think when [C] I'm older I want 20 max and 10 gold chains.
[D] A big range [Am] on sick bends.
[Em] Shit started off crazy, [Am] we gon' see how this shit ends.
For real man.
[Em] [Am] [Em]
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[Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ I've been [Am] fucking since the morning.
[Em] _ _ [C] It's only right we got a war.
_ _ I've been fucking [Am] since I was [Em] born.
_ I've been fucking [Am] since the morning.
[Em] _ _ It's only [Am] right we got a war.
[Em] I've been [Am] fucking since I was born.
[Em] I've been running from the law.
I've been fucking since the morning.
Six figures compose songs but my niggas run.
And they ain't sitting on no stars that I'm [C] wishing on.
Granny told [G] me smoking all that weed they'll have your vision [C] gone.
Never dropped a tune to the same beat I ray on.
Serving kids long, swimming in my dingy dung.
I ain't stepping in the club if I can't bring the finger long.
The snow is [G] well wrapped, straight facts, this ain't no thing along.
[C] I had to switch my nigga D was there so we could sing [Am] a song.
Told him I [Em] won't stop and I'm on job until my dinner's done.
[Am] Even selling [C] spice on the wing before it on the bong.
_ [Em] Another pad spent, [C] I'm beeping on the run.
I'm pissed off, sitting down the block, thinking bout a silly [Am] crop.
When I touch the rose, little crop, two jobs, fag with a box.
[Em] I'm shutting down blocks and old T spots.
There's nothing better than some brown broth.
[Am]
I switch spots if [Em] the towers off.
[Am] Everywhere we go a man call salsa.
If you knew my name you could've checked me on the browser.
Carting money's long, I need a money carter.
I get [G] the bobby doubled up [C] and throw it in the press.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[G] _ _ Five million views, [C] fuck it life's been a mess.
[Am] [C] I ain't celebrating life, got my niggas dead.
Fuck a little [G] check, I'm [C] putting DZ on my neck.
_ DZ on my chest make it look easy when I flex.
Young punks never been a threat, wake up got a go get.
With my stove, yes, oh yes, I need my own clothes next.
I [Em] got stones on the [C] stove and I got dough to collect.
[Em] Poles in the den, [Am] I'm working on my project.
Roads are a mess, phones will have me depressed.
I'm thinking shows or the recs, is it [E] the scales or the decks?
Got me weighing up my [G] options, trying to see [E] what's next.
If I get grabbed with any packs I'm going straight to the pen.
Voices in my head telling me to break it again.
Same time my niggas [Em] dead, I gotta make it [C] for them.
Let me drop a [G] freestyle, no more waiting [C] again.
I drop it straight off the head.
Music game a load of stress, I got no patience [Em] for them.
[Am] Niggas stealing my flow, they better pay [C] me for them.
Over 100k a day, don't take the piss.
Silly numbers make me sick, now I'm getting paid legit.
I don't know what to say to this, let's see [Em] who raps the craziest.
_ [Am]
I'm just a nasty little [Em] stone seller.
[C] _ First big million views with [G] no pressure.
Fuck [C] a plaque, I just wish that I could show tech off.
Obviously [Am] I can't trap forever.
You my brother if we ever sold a pack together.
I [Em] love money, but I really need the whole game.
No games, I heard the rap, I heard [Am] the rolls, I got a roll safe.
[Em] Name hot so I don't show face.
But I just wish that I could show faith.
You see the look on little bro's face.
[Am] I'd be surprised if they don't hate.
[G] Flippin' hell I wish [Am] I'm where that old bit goes great.
I'm on my own, jumping flows out my bro's grave.
_ Freestyling, I'm wilding until my throat aches.
You would've died if you seen [C] what my shitty little flow [G] makes.
Rap it and [C] stash it, I ain't using no safe.
Tell my young'un with the packet, I'm telling roll [Am] safe.
I woke [Em] up dreaming bout [C] the dope game.
Shit fucked crazy how [Em] the roads change.
[C] This shit's different from the old [Em] days.
I used to think when [C] I'm older I want 20 max and 10 gold chains.
[D] A big range [Am] on sick bends.
_ [Em] Shit started off crazy, [Am] we gon' see how this shit ends.
For real man.
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[Am] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ I've been [Am] fucking since the morning.
[Em] _ _ [C] It's only right we got a war.
_ _ I've been fucking [Am] since I was [Em] born.
_ I've been fucking [Am] since the morning.
[Em] _ _ It's only [Am] right we got a war.
[Em] I've been [Am] fucking since I was born.
[Em] I've been running from the law.
I've been fucking since the morning.
Six figures compose songs but my niggas run.
And they ain't sitting on no stars that I'm [C] wishing on.
Granny told [G] me smoking all that weed they'll have your vision [C] gone.
Never dropped a tune to the same beat I ray on.
Serving kids long, swimming in my dingy dung.
I ain't stepping in the club if I can't bring the finger long.
The snow is [G] well wrapped, straight facts, this ain't no thing along.
[C] I had to switch my nigga D was there so we could sing [Am] a song.
Told him I [Em] won't stop and I'm on job until my dinner's done.
[Am] Even selling [C] spice on the wing before it on the bong.
_ [Em] Another pad spent, [C] I'm beeping on the run.
I'm pissed off, sitting down the block, thinking bout a silly [Am] crop.
When I touch the rose, little crop, two jobs, fag with a box.
[Em] I'm shutting down blocks and old T spots.
There's nothing better than some brown broth.
[Am]
I switch spots if [Em] the towers off.
[Am] Everywhere we go a man call salsa.
If you knew my name you could've checked me on the browser.
Carting money's long, I need a money carter.
I get [G] the bobby doubled up [C] and throw it in the press.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[G] _ _ Five million views, [C] fuck it life's been a mess.
[Am] [C] I ain't celebrating life, got my niggas dead.
Fuck a little [G] check, I'm [C] putting DZ on my neck.
_ DZ on my chest make it look easy when I flex.
Young punks never been a threat, wake up got a go get.
With my stove, yes, oh yes, I need my own clothes next.
I [Em] got stones on the [C] stove and I got dough to collect.
[Em] Poles in the den, [Am] I'm working on my project.
Roads are a mess, phones will have me depressed.
I'm thinking shows or the recs, is it [E] the scales or the decks?
Got me weighing up my [G] options, trying to see [E] what's next.
If I get grabbed with any packs I'm going straight to the pen.
Voices in my head telling me to break it again.
Same time my niggas [Em] dead, I gotta make it [C] for them.
Let me drop a [G] freestyle, no more waiting [C] again.
I drop it straight off the head.
Music game a load of stress, I got no patience [Em] for them.
[Am] Niggas stealing my flow, they better pay [C] me for them.
Over 100k a day, don't take the piss.
Silly numbers make me sick, now I'm getting paid legit.
I don't know what to say to this, let's see [Em] who raps the craziest.
_ [Am]
I'm just a nasty little [Em] stone seller.
[C] _ First big million views with [G] no pressure.
Fuck [C] a plaque, I just wish that I could show tech off.
Obviously [Am] I can't trap forever.
You my brother if we ever sold a pack together.
I [Em] love money, but I really need the whole game.
No games, I heard the rap, I heard [Am] the rolls, I got a roll safe.
[Em] Name hot so I don't show face.
But I just wish that I could show faith.
You see the look on little bro's face.
[Am] I'd be surprised if they don't hate.
[G] Flippin' hell I wish [Am] I'm where that old bit goes great.
I'm on my own, jumping flows out my bro's grave.
_ Freestyling, I'm wilding until my throat aches.
You would've died if you seen [C] what my shitty little flow [G] makes.
Rap it and [C] stash it, I ain't using no safe.
Tell my young'un with the packet, I'm telling roll [Am] safe.
I woke [Em] up dreaming bout [C] the dope game.
Shit fucked crazy how [Em] the roads change.
[C] This shit's different from the old [Em] days.
I used to think when [C] I'm older I want 20 max and 10 gold chains.
[D] A big range [Am] on sick bends.
_ [Em] Shit started off crazy, [Am] we gon' see how this shit ends.
For real man.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
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