POETIK - FACTS. (Official Video) Chords
Tempo:
88.25 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
C
Db
Bbm
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Fm] [Db]
[C] [Ab] [Fm]
[Bb]
[C] I made a [Fm] hundred off of clothing Spent it on the music just to stay independent
Me and my co-defendant [C] We come from where they [G] leave lead in [Db] your
appendix Man we spilled a lot of blood reppin' for
the section [Fm] I'm old school Mack and lackin' contraceptive
Poetic capital spit the fact though not [C] deceptive
I guarantee you gon' respect my line Know we bury motherfuckers up in L.A. side
For [Fm] real Poetic suspect bitch I am the truth
When I spit it's vodka nigga straight absolute
[C] I tell em run these facts don't just assume Every neighborhood I slide through OG salute
[Fm] I'm like Tansy to the block I pollute Black Panther fist to my system
I will pull it loose [Db] Enemies hit my spot but get snooze
Body marked in battle scars flea bites and tattoos
[Fm] Fake friends had to drop them fools Middle finger to the industry fuck your rules
[Db] Face killer as I slide with a tool Hardcore criminals addiction to jewels
[Fm] Straight facts I put my city on the map
Got my city on my back Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch
My fingers hurt [Bbm] countin' stacks Bank [Bb] accounts sittin' [C] way flat
[Fm] You better recognize the facts bitch I'm the 685 landlord you better pay your
tithe [C] Oh god that's a fact bitch
You got a problem [Bbm] but you quiet Talk behind my back [G] like you scared
That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch Pardon my curse words but I curse words
Send a text funga and morse code Swallowed by death
[C] Learn how to shoot guns while I learn how to rap
I could hit you with these hollow tips right where you at
[Fm] They wanna be like me tryna green light me But you know you can't fuck with some [D] more
[C] OGs and we active Mouse will send me in the trunk
Got the Bentley by the mattress Method to my [Fm] madness
Got the paper stackin' Always in the streets like traffic
Haters always tryna get a reaction [Db] Look this fool ran his mouth up on the gram
I caught him at the KFC [Ab] and made him [Fm] swallow his teeth
Gave my number to his bitch so she could swallow my seeds
A-P-I-A everyday I slide through the [C] streets I put a lot of you on [G] and kept you safe
Better [Ab] mention these facts when you speak on my [Fm] name
[Cm] I put my [Fm] city on the map Got my city on my back
Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch My fingers [Bbm] hurt countin' stacks
[C] Bank account sittin' way fat You better [Fm] recognize the facts bitch
I'm the 685 landlord You better pay your tithe
On [C] God that's a fact bitch You got a [Bbm] problem but you quiet
Talk behind my back like you scared That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch
[Bb] [Fm] [C] [Eb] [Fm]
[C]
[Fm]
[C] [Eb] [Em]
[N]
[C] [Ab] [Fm]
[Bb]
[C] I made a [Fm] hundred off of clothing Spent it on the music just to stay independent
Me and my co-defendant [C] We come from where they [G] leave lead in [Db] your
appendix Man we spilled a lot of blood reppin' for
the section [Fm] I'm old school Mack and lackin' contraceptive
Poetic capital spit the fact though not [C] deceptive
I guarantee you gon' respect my line Know we bury motherfuckers up in L.A. side
For [Fm] real Poetic suspect bitch I am the truth
When I spit it's vodka nigga straight absolute
[C] I tell em run these facts don't just assume Every neighborhood I slide through OG salute
[Fm] I'm like Tansy to the block I pollute Black Panther fist to my system
I will pull it loose [Db] Enemies hit my spot but get snooze
Body marked in battle scars flea bites and tattoos
[Fm] Fake friends had to drop them fools Middle finger to the industry fuck your rules
[Db] Face killer as I slide with a tool Hardcore criminals addiction to jewels
[Fm] Straight facts I put my city on the map
Got my city on my back Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch
My fingers hurt [Bbm] countin' stacks Bank [Bb] accounts sittin' [C] way flat
[Fm] You better recognize the facts bitch I'm the 685 landlord you better pay your
tithe [C] Oh god that's a fact bitch
You got a problem [Bbm] but you quiet Talk behind my back [G] like you scared
That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch Pardon my curse words but I curse words
Send a text funga and morse code Swallowed by death
[C] Learn how to shoot guns while I learn how to rap
I could hit you with these hollow tips right where you at
[Fm] They wanna be like me tryna green light me But you know you can't fuck with some [D] more
[C] OGs and we active Mouse will send me in the trunk
Got the Bentley by the mattress Method to my [Fm] madness
Got the paper stackin' Always in the streets like traffic
Haters always tryna get a reaction [Db] Look this fool ran his mouth up on the gram
I caught him at the KFC [Ab] and made him [Fm] swallow his teeth
Gave my number to his bitch so she could swallow my seeds
A-P-I-A everyday I slide through the [C] streets I put a lot of you on [G] and kept you safe
Better [Ab] mention these facts when you speak on my [Fm] name
[Cm] I put my [Fm] city on the map Got my city on my back
Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch My fingers [Bbm] hurt countin' stacks
[C] Bank account sittin' way fat You better [Fm] recognize the facts bitch
I'm the 685 landlord You better pay your tithe
On [C] God that's a fact bitch You got a [Bbm] problem but you quiet
Talk behind my back like you scared That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch
[Bb] [Fm] [C] [Eb] [Fm]
[C]
[Fm]
[C] [Eb] [Em]
[N]
Key:
Fm
C
Db
Bbm
Ab
Fm
C
Db
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[C] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ I made a [Fm] hundred off of clothing Spent it on the music just to stay independent
Me and my co-defendant [C] We come from where they [G] leave lead in [Db] your
appendix Man we spilled a lot of blood reppin' for
the section [Fm] I'm old school Mack and lackin' contraceptive
Poetic capital spit the fact though not [C] deceptive
I guarantee you gon' respect my line Know we bury motherfuckers up in L.A. side
For [Fm] real Poetic suspect bitch I am the truth
When I spit it's vodka nigga straight absolute
[C] I tell em run these facts don't just assume Every neighborhood I slide through OG salute
[Fm] I'm like Tansy to the block I pollute Black Panther fist to my system
I will pull it loose [Db] Enemies hit my spot but get snooze
Body marked in battle scars flea bites and tattoos
[Fm] Fake friends had to drop them fools Middle finger to the industry fuck your rules
[Db] Face killer as I slide with a tool Hardcore criminals addiction to jewels
[Fm] Straight facts I put my city on the map
Got my city on my back Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch
My fingers hurt [Bbm] countin' stacks Bank [Bb] accounts sittin' [C] way flat
[Fm] You better recognize the facts bitch I'm the 685 landlord you better pay your
tithe [C] Oh god that's a fact bitch
You got a problem [Bbm] but you quiet Talk behind my back [G] like you scared
That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch Pardon my curse words but I curse words
Send a text funga and morse code Swallowed by death
[C] Learn how to shoot guns while I learn how to rap
I could hit you with these hollow tips right where you at
[Fm] They wanna be like me tryna green light me But you know you can't fuck with some [D] more
[C] OGs and we active Mouse will send me in the trunk
Got the Bentley by the mattress Method to my [Fm] madness
Got the paper stackin' Always in the streets like traffic
Haters always tryna get a reaction [Db] Look this fool ran his mouth up on the gram
I caught him at the KFC [Ab] and made him [Fm] swallow his teeth
Gave my number to his bitch so she could swallow my seeds
A-P-I-A everyday I slide through the [C] streets I put a lot of you on [G] and kept you safe
Better [Ab] mention these facts when you speak on my [Fm] name
[Cm] I put my [Fm] city on the map Got my city on my back
Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch My fingers [Bbm] hurt countin' stacks
[C] Bank account sittin' way fat You better [Fm] recognize the facts bitch
I'm the 685 landlord You better pay your tithe
On [C] God that's a fact bitch You got a [Bbm] problem but you quiet
Talk behind my back like you scared That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Em] _
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[C] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ I made a [Fm] hundred off of clothing Spent it on the music just to stay independent
Me and my co-defendant [C] We come from where they [G] leave lead in [Db] your
appendix Man we spilled a lot of blood reppin' for
the section [Fm] I'm old school Mack and lackin' contraceptive
Poetic capital spit the fact though not [C] deceptive
I guarantee you gon' respect my line Know we bury motherfuckers up in L.A. side
For [Fm] real Poetic suspect bitch I am the truth
When I spit it's vodka nigga straight absolute
[C] I tell em run these facts don't just assume Every neighborhood I slide through OG salute
[Fm] I'm like Tansy to the block I pollute Black Panther fist to my system
I will pull it loose [Db] Enemies hit my spot but get snooze
Body marked in battle scars flea bites and tattoos
[Fm] Fake friends had to drop them fools Middle finger to the industry fuck your rules
[Db] Face killer as I slide with a tool Hardcore criminals addiction to jewels
[Fm] Straight facts I put my city on the map
Got my city on my back Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch
My fingers hurt [Bbm] countin' stacks Bank [Bb] accounts sittin' [C] way flat
[Fm] You better recognize the facts bitch I'm the 685 landlord you better pay your
tithe [C] Oh god that's a fact bitch
You got a problem [Bbm] but you quiet Talk behind my back [G] like you scared
That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch Pardon my curse words but I curse words
Send a text funga and morse code Swallowed by death
[C] Learn how to shoot guns while I learn how to rap
I could hit you with these hollow tips right where you at
[Fm] They wanna be like me tryna green light me But you know you can't fuck with some [D] more
[C] OGs and we active Mouse will send me in the trunk
Got the Bentley by the mattress Method to my [Fm] madness
Got the paper stackin' Always in the streets like traffic
Haters always tryna get a reaction [Db] Look this fool ran his mouth up on the gram
I caught him at the KFC [Ab] and made him [Fm] swallow his teeth
Gave my number to his bitch so she could swallow my seeds
A-P-I-A everyday I slide through the [C] streets I put a lot of you on [G] and kept you safe
Better [Ab] mention these facts when you speak on my [Fm] name
[Cm] I put my [Fm] city on the map Got my city on my back
Relax you better [C] recognize the facts bitch My fingers [Bbm] hurt countin' stacks
[C] Bank account sittin' way fat You better [Fm] recognize the facts bitch
I'm the 685 landlord You better pay your tithe
On [C] God that's a fact bitch You got a [Bbm] problem but you quiet
Talk behind my back like you scared That's a [Fm] motherfuckin' fact bitch
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