Chords for Ambush - Daily Duppy | GRM Daily
Tempo:
135.25 bpm
Chords used:
B
Em
Am
C
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] [B]
[Am] [B] Let me tell you [Em] how the [B]
[C] streets is
[B] Yo, let me tell you [Em] how the streets is
[B] Ain't no coming back from the dead, just momsies picking [C] up pieces
It's like everybody wanna [B] be Jesus, but the truth be told, everybody [Em] needs Jesus
[B] Cross the risky road, niggas risk it for the [C] wrong reasons
Like you're hungry, or [B] you're ambitious, or you're just lazy, or [Em] you're just
Only [B] wanna know where the girls at, only wanna know [Em] where the weed is
Everything treacherous, [B] everything devious
But somehow you think [Em] you the realest
[B] Till it really gets real, then nobody [Em] knows where their peace is
Nobody knows [B] where their heart is, that's when you know [Em] who your dog is
[B] Spooking [A] the [Em] hardest, lot of man victims, a lot [B] of man grasses
And a lot of man [Em] fucking with the crosses
[B] But I'm God blessed, no man [Em] can curse me
A lot of man on these [B] roads move thirsty
Suddenly fucking with me, [Em] but it's like thirsty
[B] The [Em] streets gone mad, look at how many niggas turned back
And look at how many G's gone soft
[B] But it ain't about wrong or [Em] right, it's about win or [B] loss
And only the strong [Em] survive this
Game ain't based on [B] sympathy, and a trap is a trap so [Am] literally
If you trapped then you [B] know what I mean if you, if you don't let it remain a [Em] mystery
Cops like Jakes get it [B] in for me, then my homies get it in for me
And my baby needs things from me, I ain't even making these [Em] drinks for me
[B] How these bad bees wanna [Am] drink from me?
Holds on to something I [B] saw I [F#m] won't, talk to her unless she does [Em] things for me
[B] How come I can't get old friends to [A] sing for me?
Ever since I got into this [B] industry, everybody has it like they [Em] into me
[B] School card really ain't a [Am] thing to me
Hand me downs are too [B] big for me
Asking around was too [Em] dare for me
A lot of things just weren't [B] there for me
Sarsaparilla drugs made it [C] fair to me
Now the coke ain't one [B] way for me
My mama could've bought a [Em] pair for me
[B] Game ain't based on [A] sympathy, [Em] ain't nobody do my [B] years for me
But I made my mom say [Em] thanks for me
I lost a lot of friends and it's [B] worth for me
But I made a lot of things [C] clear to me
[B] [D#m] It's due with diaz, it's not [Em] there for me
[B] [Am] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Am] [B]
[Am] [B] Let me tell you [Em] how the [B]
[C] streets is
[B] Yo, let me tell you [Em] how the streets is
[B] Ain't no coming back from the dead, just momsies picking [C] up pieces
It's like everybody wanna [B] be Jesus, but the truth be told, everybody [Em] needs Jesus
[B] Cross the risky road, niggas risk it for the [C] wrong reasons
Like you're hungry, or [B] you're ambitious, or you're just lazy, or [Em] you're just
Only [B] wanna know where the girls at, only wanna know [Em] where the weed is
Everything treacherous, [B] everything devious
But somehow you think [Em] you the realest
[B] Till it really gets real, then nobody [Em] knows where their peace is
Nobody knows [B] where their heart is, that's when you know [Em] who your dog is
[B] Spooking [A] the [Em] hardest, lot of man victims, a lot [B] of man grasses
And a lot of man [Em] fucking with the crosses
[B] But I'm God blessed, no man [Em] can curse me
A lot of man on these [B] roads move thirsty
Suddenly fucking with me, [Em] but it's like thirsty
[B] The [Em] streets gone mad, look at how many niggas turned back
And look at how many G's gone soft
[B] But it ain't about wrong or [Em] right, it's about win or [B] loss
And only the strong [Em] survive this
Game ain't based on [B] sympathy, and a trap is a trap so [Am] literally
If you trapped then you [B] know what I mean if you, if you don't let it remain a [Em] mystery
Cops like Jakes get it [B] in for me, then my homies get it in for me
And my baby needs things from me, I ain't even making these [Em] drinks for me
[B] How these bad bees wanna [Am] drink from me?
Holds on to something I [B] saw I [F#m] won't, talk to her unless she does [Em] things for me
[B] How come I can't get old friends to [A] sing for me?
Ever since I got into this [B] industry, everybody has it like they [Em] into me
[B] School card really ain't a [Am] thing to me
Hand me downs are too [B] big for me
Asking around was too [Em] dare for me
A lot of things just weren't [B] there for me
Sarsaparilla drugs made it [C] fair to me
Now the coke ain't one [B] way for me
My mama could've bought a [Em] pair for me
[B] Game ain't based on [A] sympathy, [Em] ain't nobody do my [B] years for me
But I made my mom say [Em] thanks for me
I lost a lot of friends and it's [B] worth for me
But I made a lot of things [C] clear to me
[B] [D#m] It's due with diaz, it's not [Em] there for me
[B] [Am] [B]
[Em] [B]
[Am] [B]
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[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ Let me tell you [Em] how the _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[C] streets is
_ [B] Yo, _ let me tell you [Em] how the streets is
[B] Ain't no coming back from the dead, just momsies picking [C] up pieces
It's like everybody wanna [B] be Jesus, but the truth be told, everybody [Em] needs Jesus
_ [B] Cross the risky road, niggas risk it for the [C] wrong reasons
Like you're hungry, or [B] you're ambitious, or you're just lazy, or [Em] you're just
Only [B] wanna know where the girls at, only wanna know [Em] where the weed is
Everything treacherous, [B] everything devious
But somehow you think [Em] you the realest
_ [B] Till it really gets real, then nobody [Em] knows where their peace is
Nobody knows [B] where their heart is, that's when you know [Em] who your dog is
_ [B] _ Spooking [A] the [Em] hardest, lot of man victims, a lot [B] of man grasses
And a lot of man [Em] fucking with the crosses
_ _ [B] But I'm God blessed, no man [Em] can curse me
A lot of man on these [B] roads move thirsty
Suddenly fucking with me, [Em] but it's like thirsty
_ _ [B] The _ [Em] streets gone mad, look at how many niggas turned back
And look at how many G's gone soft
_ [B] But it ain't about wrong or [Em] right, it's about win or [B] loss
And only the strong [Em] survive this
Game ain't based on [B] sympathy, and a trap is a trap so [Am] literally
If you trapped then you [B] know what I mean if you, if you don't let it remain a [Em] mystery
Cops like Jakes get it [B] in for me, then my homies get it in for me
And my baby needs things from me, I ain't even making these [Em] drinks for me
_ _ [B] _ How these bad bees wanna [Am] drink from me?
Holds on to something I [B] saw I [F#m] won't, talk to her unless she does [Em] things for me
_ _ [B] How come I can't get old friends to [A] sing for me?
Ever since I got into this [B] industry, everybody has it like they [Em] into _ me
[B] _ School card really ain't a [Am] thing to me
Hand me downs are too [B] big for me
Asking around was too [Em] dare for me
A lot of things just weren't [B] there for me
Sarsaparilla drugs made it [C] fair to me
Now the coke ain't one [B] way for me
My mama could've bought a [Em] pair for _ me
[B] _ Game ain't based on [A] sympathy, [Em] ain't nobody do my [B] years for me
But I made my mom say [Em] thanks for me
I lost a lot of friends and it's [B] worth for me
But I made a lot of things [C] clear to me
_ [B] [D#m] It's due with diaz, it's not [Em] there for me
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ Let me tell you [Em] how the _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[C] streets is
_ [B] Yo, _ let me tell you [Em] how the streets is
[B] Ain't no coming back from the dead, just momsies picking [C] up pieces
It's like everybody wanna [B] be Jesus, but the truth be told, everybody [Em] needs Jesus
_ [B] Cross the risky road, niggas risk it for the [C] wrong reasons
Like you're hungry, or [B] you're ambitious, or you're just lazy, or [Em] you're just
Only [B] wanna know where the girls at, only wanna know [Em] where the weed is
Everything treacherous, [B] everything devious
But somehow you think [Em] you the realest
_ [B] Till it really gets real, then nobody [Em] knows where their peace is
Nobody knows [B] where their heart is, that's when you know [Em] who your dog is
_ [B] _ Spooking [A] the [Em] hardest, lot of man victims, a lot [B] of man grasses
And a lot of man [Em] fucking with the crosses
_ _ [B] But I'm God blessed, no man [Em] can curse me
A lot of man on these [B] roads move thirsty
Suddenly fucking with me, [Em] but it's like thirsty
_ _ [B] The _ [Em] streets gone mad, look at how many niggas turned back
And look at how many G's gone soft
_ [B] But it ain't about wrong or [Em] right, it's about win or [B] loss
And only the strong [Em] survive this
Game ain't based on [B] sympathy, and a trap is a trap so [Am] literally
If you trapped then you [B] know what I mean if you, if you don't let it remain a [Em] mystery
Cops like Jakes get it [B] in for me, then my homies get it in for me
And my baby needs things from me, I ain't even making these [Em] drinks for me
_ _ [B] _ How these bad bees wanna [Am] drink from me?
Holds on to something I [B] saw I [F#m] won't, talk to her unless she does [Em] things for me
_ _ [B] How come I can't get old friends to [A] sing for me?
Ever since I got into this [B] industry, everybody has it like they [Em] into _ me
[B] _ School card really ain't a [Am] thing to me
Hand me downs are too [B] big for me
Asking around was too [Em] dare for me
A lot of things just weren't [B] there for me
Sarsaparilla drugs made it [C] fair to me
Now the coke ain't one [B] way for me
My mama could've bought a [Em] pair for _ me
[B] _ Game ain't based on [A] sympathy, [Em] ain't nobody do my [B] years for me
But I made my mom say [Em] thanks for me
I lost a lot of friends and it's [B] worth for me
But I made a lot of things [C] clear to me
_ [B] [D#m] It's due with diaz, it's not [Em] there for me
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _