Chords for Vic Mensa - Down For Some Ignorance (Ghetto Lullaby) (Audio) ft. Chief Keef, Joey Purp

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_ _ _ _ _ I'm calling on the block, can we down for [B] some ignorance?
No luck to the odds, cause we down for some [Am] ignorance
I just bought a Glock cause I'm down for some ignorance
My mans just got popped, now I'm down for [Am] some ignorance
Pray fuck the police if you [A] down for some ignorance
Turn [E] up on CBD if you down for some [F] ignorance
Falling right around and you know it with the shifts
Might pull up on your [B] blog, let it blow
And this [Am] bitch get down for some [E] ignorance
Down [Am] for some ignorance
Down for [E] some ignorance
Down [Am] for some ignorance
Don't forget to eat, they might catch you lacking
On 47th street, by your mama address
Like you're right to sleep, like a little baby
Gotta keep a strap on me like a straight jacket, bitch I might go crazy
Tuck your scary ass in bed, I'd like to send you a little ghetto lullaby
Grab your gun, I'll light a blunt, I'll pop a pill and put a middle finger in the sky
Two niggas in a black Toyota with a strap that's loaded and I can't control them
Ready for a game of Texas, hold em, meaning there ain't no toka
And they might poke you for that white Sammy Sosa
Catch you lacking on your granny sofa
Home alone and he bout to roll up
He don't know we about to roll up
Up for revenge and I'm down for some ignorance
[E] Run up in this crib, lay it down, all the witnesses
[F] In the take a ride and we back [Dm] and this a finished [E] trip
V with the cannon in my head, can you picture [A] this?
How am I paying in the past behind my face in this mask?
Foot to the gas, buckle in the [Am] dash, I'm ice fast
On your goo fast, don't make me [Dm] blast
Shit come off safe if you don't open a safe
[Am] Tote in an A, open a door, open a space
With this bass, blood on the carpet, no conscience
Beat a nigga like a 808 so heartless
Ran out the back door of the apartment, stashed the bloody gloves in the [F] garbage
These nightmares turn us into monsters, memories on [Am] 47th Street haunt us
You a ghost, fuck around with them fuck arounds
You gon' fuck around, get smoked
Down [E] for some ignorance
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[B] _ _ [Am] Niggas on your head, wanna see you bleeding
They just took a hell, they gon' make it even
They know where you live, they gon' catch you while you leaving
Is there a face in the staircase, bitch, I might be tweaking
Listen to the voices in my head, welcome to my fucked up reality
Ever since you did that home invasion, cause the universe can feel your energy
Mentally ill, fuck Dr.
Phil, all these pills ain't been a [E] drill
No oil, but it's been a drill, let me show you how the jungle feel
[Bb] Lions, tigers, bears, tryna [A] dodge the feds
If the [Am] National Guard was actually hard, they wouldn't be scared
These kids, grew up with no moms and no dads
Blew up with these rhymes and notepads
Even if they did, they dopeheads
[F] On the one-way streets of nowhere
Everything to prove, [E] with nothing to lose
You fools of Fox News
Couldn't [Am] walk a block in our shoes
They'll lay you down _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] for some ignorance
Down for [E] some ignorance _ _ _ _ _
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