Chords for A$AP Rocky-1 Train ft Kendrick Lamar,Joey Bada$$,YelaWolf, Danny Brown, Action Bronson & Big K.R.I.T

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[Dm] Uh, feelin' like a vigilante or a missionary Tell my ASAP killers get they pistols ready
Send them to the cemetery [G] with [A] obituaries Don't [A] be scared nigga, is you ready?
I been [Dm] thinkin' bout all the O's in my bank account
X to O's in my bed, round the same amount Ever since this new star fame came [A] about, oh
Ever since me and Drizzy started hangin' [Dm] out, huh?
Young ball, let us gun bang, let us not tank Transition to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drug slingin' a drug [Bb] gang with a [Abm] hustling Anything [Dm] is better than that one drink
Bag made of gold, y'all, shiftin' like I'm Paul, y'all Deep, probably sellin' deep and get local gold, y'all
Raised like I'm O'Dawg, my life familiar, go [Am] hard Down to my in-laws, they outlaws with no laws
[Dm] We outlaws and I'm on guard, in a Bozak I roast that with a tote bag, get broke off
Projects with a skateboard, I roll past and I play shard like, doo-doo
I hate [A] shard when the beef cooked, I eat shard like, ooh-ooh
Let's play [Dm] ball in a ballpark with all sharks in a blindfold
I rhyme cold, my K hot, yo, nine cold
They bark like K-9's on that banana
Straight from the rip, [A] I'll make that shirk say, what?
I'm on some shit, [Dm] if I'm not the hottest in hell
Must've froze over, deep thought it was safe, then forgot what the code was
I carry tags of a traumatized [A] soldier
Don't look in [Am] my face, I might snap, I might croak
This bond [Dm] right outta place, give me that like you poster
Drops at your posters, drop nights like this
I met a monk like I'm Poster
I might slice my wrist off, pretend like a vulture
And drop off this, uh
Barely even conscious, talkin' to my conscious
Gettin' deeper and he floats like conscious
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop bristles
Don't sell rocks, see the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow I passed the bias in the isms
The violence in the killin', so give it
They seen my pigmen, and yo, that [Bb] was the [Am] ignants
Unfortunately, I am not that type of [Dm] nigglet
But past the pot, let me skillet
Just got back to the block from the 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm peaking, bell shining to the rock
But my niggas on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear, hurt me so, I try to prevail
But when I reach, only hurt their selves
Like you're only gon' end up eating [Bb] dead on [Am] jets
But you my nigga, wish you the best, for real
[D] When you mention my name amongst other white rappers
Or for that matter, any fuckin' rapper
Fuck it, pain of skating, [Dm] musician, trailer park
Dirt dick, sick in, [Am] burger flippin', eat, sleep
Shit, inhuman being, you would be [D] in trouble
Two bodies, double or couple me
These others, cause comparatively speaking
My reach is beyond the bubble that they put me in
My vision's beyond the [Am] hovels I huddle with movie ends
New beginning again, you [Dm] in school at ten, late
Radio act is going gold, and so great
Do I give a fine duck if I'm applying love
To my rhymin' [F] plus a line [Am] in us
Alabamas climbing up, wait, no I don't [Dm] give a fine duck
Nothing but a fuck, shite, proud, motherfucker like
Pussy blood clot, ain't never been a rapper this cold
Since [G] 2 o'clock was [Am] frozen, thought out for a spot date
In a Coachella [Dm] show, yellow wool
Weed a different color like a hood, red bra and panties
Hemophobe over head like pots and pans and panties
Antigravs on high like [Bb] Michael Jackson
[Am] Panty loafers, moonwalkin' under sun
Barefoot with shades [Dm] on, bitch pussy smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch, when I say this, I mean this
[Bb] How I'm the meanest, [Am] dick so big
Straight from Earth to Venus
[Dm] That Molly got me nauseous
High [D] shit, no [Dm] I sweet Lawless obnoxious
On that suck my god shit
That is my synopsis
High streets, broad [Am] shit
Bows on some god shit
Stop it, you not
[Dm] Mockers regardless
Heartless and obnoxious
Crime, tears of Agabri, Madonna, at the concert
Madonna smokin' chronic, bottle by me, [Bb] Jane and [Am] Tonic
Just bein' honest, healthy, isn't that [Dm] ironic?
Swiftly, I shift to be my A-60
A heavy smoker, so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection off the [Bb] lake hit me
[Am] You should've stayed with me
Now many Asian bitches lay [Dm] with me
The face is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses drop on [Bb] glocks, it's very [Am] often
Confetti torches, drinkin' Henny like I'm Kenny [Dm] Lofton Outstanding
I fix the game [D] between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us ramblin', sellin' Suze and Sarandon
The cloud of smoke [Am] like a phantom
Damn, this shit taste like [Dm] fantastic
You see me comin' through in each take
Just so the Lord could put the book inside the cheesecake
Cup to my wrist, I got the briefcase
The [F] gavel slam, I'm a [B] free man
Try not to see him
Be a cliche, [Dm] spit like my last rep
Caskey rap, six deep, eyes closed
The back is back, out on the neck with flats
After that, bottles I can't pronounce
Like, how you ask [Am] for that?
Why you ask for crack when all you had was scratch?
All I [Dm] had was rap when all they had was whack
All I wanted was love, all they had was death
Fuck them hitters and fuck them hoes
The championship wins, the alphabet
Ask LeBron, [Bb] open arms, [Am] slap a bitch
Walk the plank, I break a bank
I been in the business of [Dm] sankin' chips
Chokin' niggas, I whip the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitation's cost a label of taxin' if you wanna hit
Clear, fuck your [Bb] career, bitch, I was born here
[Am] Been a killer, 86 a nigga, that's my bone here
Get the fuck from round here
That's just my country way
Suckin' on your mama's titty
Bitchin' while I was toppin' Blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes
[Gm] Candid paint like [Am] Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter
Take that shit off my face
[Dm] I put that on my soul
How could you ever doubt me?
These rappers hopin' the world ends
So they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so I [Am] can't chew
In order to come up, bitch, you'll have to dig a passion Elvis
[Dm] There was no sound when that nigga
Muddy water flow, Dixie rubber pads
Fuck your Louis flag
I been Benji tags on your wife's ass
That's out of line, but it live in [Bb] color
[Am] I'm more like Bob Bailey than you rap motherfuckers
[Dm] A true artist _ _ _ _ _ _
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