Chords for Smino - Maraca | A COLORS SHOW

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_ Listen, I, I don't believe in maybe, probably, only, off and [E] on
Overthinking, had me, I don't kiss my dice And though this really got my gut on fire
Yeah, I ain't gotta drop home still [Bm] when I open, seeing doors on the road, oh no
[Db] Life, it [Gbm] shows, [C] it's really doing exactly what you [Abm] like
And love, cause that's that shit that kick the [B] firelight
And [E] to know, get out the darkest spark, you're gonna like, to know _ _ _ _ _
[Db] Maraca, maraca, we make some shit Sinatra, Sinatra, we all one friend
Be my hot, be my oppa, [Ab] I won't break _ _ Gratata pop out like hot bread
Don't burn tongue, my train bite down so [Abm] quick, wait your turn, might let you participate _
[E] I feel like Percy, [Abm] no limit though, we don't believe in they parameters
All my niggas on perimeter, I'm on they ass like an animal
And all my enemies been friending up like Monica and Chandler
You see this bass can break a chandelier, and this verse just cracked a banister
Man I pray the crowd could stand to hear, cause bro I saw many [Ebm] hands in here
Niggas will think we selling [A] manicures, I never viewed myself as amateur
And when it's just me, myself, and mama lady
I give her the C so sweet, shawty that pump a granny
Couldn't imagine [Abm] myself taking this shit with granny
Life ain't even granted, off the strength I'm praying I'm skinny
Shit ain't sweet, no candy, grace my tongue, just spit a bad taste
Running for the cheese, definition of [E] the rat race
Click the pedal to the flow, man
We only kick it, prepared to doze it _
Maraca, maraca, we make [Abm] some shit Sinatra, Sinatra, we all one friend
[Ebm] In my heart, in my alpha, [Abm] I won't break _ _
Gratata, pop out like hybrid
Don't [B] burn tongue, my train bite down so quick
Wait, [Db] your turn might let [Abm] you participate
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I usually, usually, usually don't do this
So don't you confuse this with school, bitch, game ain't free
I'm fucking my flag out the suitcase, gotta move back
Bada bing, bada boom, my A's, [Ab] boom, Suzuki
That's two wheels, if you real then I will
If you scared then I feel ya, I [E] feel [B] you
But if you [Db] real then I'll strike my grill
And [E] I'll snack on that titty, that blood sugar pill
We ain't even meeting, [Abm] shawty want the giro
Got the whole zero on the clip roll
Nigga found this pen over off of Penrose
My auntie stayed in the field, no, not talking J.
Cole
Black swan, Tom bomb, drop it 314
Last [E] time I was in my city, all my people, they told me, nigga
[Ebm] Shut it down, yeah, [D] yeah, they told me, [Gm] nigga
Shut it down, [Gb] they told me, nigga
Shut [Db] it [Gb] down
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You find [Bbm] the light [Abm] in the mouth
And all the dark exposed, all the light [Eb] is love _ _
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