Aminé - Compensating feat. Young Thug (Official Video) Chords
Tempo:
97.95 bpm
Chords used:
C
Fm
G
F
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Bet you NBA young boy got more money than Jesus.
He for sure do.
He do.
Got more bitches too.
Yep.
First of all, Jesus, he only got one hoe.
And the rest of it was just 12 niggas walking around.
The desert.
What kind of lame nigga shit is that?
Get the fuck out of here!
God damn it.
ACLU got all these niggas playing motherfucking tennis now.
Believing in themselves.
[C] Compensating for [Fm] your feelings.
[F] Hey, you know the feeling.
[Db] This is what you thought [Fm] would heal it.
But it makes you [G] feel it.
You're trying [C] things you thought would [Fm] cheer it.
[F] But you grow to [G] fear it.
How they [C] come and go like spirits.
I see the signs to [C] clear it.
And you know why.
[Cm] You been fucking with me since I was a small fry.
[Gm] And your ex-friend.
[C] That's my little guy.
[Cm] I know some niggas that'll kick him to the coastline.
[C] I'm on Westside, nigga.
We on show signs.
[F] You got some fake friends.
They just toe-line.
[Eb] Text, [C] I reply, baby, till my phone die.
[D] You know he lied if a [Ab] nigga said he don't lie.
I'm fucked up [C] once again.
[Cm] You know that I'm never too proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm in [F] bed.
And you know I'm always wish you the best.
[G] Fucked up bitch.
Roll [C] inside the biz.
[Db] I'm fucked up [C] once and I got to spend.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm [C] in bed.
[Fm] You know I'm always wish you the [D] best.
[C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [Gm] feeling.
This is [C] what you thought would [Fm] heal it.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Trying [C] things you thought would fear it.
But you grow to [G] fear it.
Love they [C] call me cold-eyed spirits.
I see the [Gm] signs that clear it.
I'm mad, baby.
Front and back, baby.
I hop a hot [Fm] experience in the back, baby.
[Gm] I dose it up even more and I neglect, baby.
I trip it up, I [C] dove it up.
I ran it up, I fucked it up.
The black and orange of [C] indigo, I left it up.
I heard crusading [F] means to light them engines up.
That's all I got for millions of racks, baby.
[Fm] This looking hard to gooseflesh, racks, baby.
[D] I'm [G] scoring by the three-C, [Fm] Nash, baby.
I'm a meat field, cash, baby.
[Eb] I eat a little cheese and rash, baby.
[D] I eat a little cheese like snack, baby.
The [C] orange and black seats, left it up.
[Fm] I leave flaws, you better look.
[G] What you ask do I [C] know, never yuck.
I've been blind and the pellet cut [Gm] you.
[C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [F] feeling.
This is [C] what your dog was [Fm] feeling.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Try and face your dog with [Fm] [C] fearin'.
But you know the feeling.
Dog, they call me cold-eyed spirits.
[F] I see the signs, the clearance.
You've been giving niggas surgical hair.
You've been giving niggas medical care.
You've been giving [C] niggas chemo care.
[Gm]
You've been giving niggas chemo [Fm] care.
You've been giving niggas [Gm] chemo care.
You've been [C] giving niggas chemo care.
You've been giving niggas chemo care.
You've been [Ab] giving niggas chemo care.
[G] I fucked up [C] once again.
And you [Fm] know that I'm never too [Gm] proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
[F] And you know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Dog bitch, roll inside the [Fm] Benz.
I fucked up once and I got your Benz.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
But you [Fm] know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Yeah.
[Fm]
[G] [C] Oh yeah.
[Fm] [F]
Oh [C] yeah.
Oh yeah.
[Fm] Oh yeah.
[F] Oh [Em] yeah.
Oh yeah.
[Dm] Oh yeah.
[D] Oh yeah.
[F] Oh yeah.
[Em]
[Em] [D]
He for sure do.
He do.
Got more bitches too.
Yep.
First of all, Jesus, he only got one hoe.
And the rest of it was just 12 niggas walking around.
The desert.
What kind of lame nigga shit is that?
Get the fuck out of here!
God damn it.
ACLU got all these niggas playing motherfucking tennis now.
Believing in themselves.
[C] Compensating for [Fm] your feelings.
[F] Hey, you know the feeling.
[Db] This is what you thought [Fm] would heal it.
But it makes you [G] feel it.
You're trying [C] things you thought would [Fm] cheer it.
[F] But you grow to [G] fear it.
How they [C] come and go like spirits.
I see the signs to [C] clear it.
And you know why.
[Cm] You been fucking with me since I was a small fry.
[Gm] And your ex-friend.
[C] That's my little guy.
[Cm] I know some niggas that'll kick him to the coastline.
[C] I'm on Westside, nigga.
We on show signs.
[F] You got some fake friends.
They just toe-line.
[Eb] Text, [C] I reply, baby, till my phone die.
[D] You know he lied if a [Ab] nigga said he don't lie.
I'm fucked up [C] once again.
[Cm] You know that I'm never too proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm in [F] bed.
And you know I'm always wish you the best.
[G] Fucked up bitch.
Roll [C] inside the biz.
[Db] I'm fucked up [C] once and I got to spend.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm [C] in bed.
[Fm] You know I'm always wish you the [D] best.
[C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [Gm] feeling.
This is [C] what you thought would [Fm] heal it.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Trying [C] things you thought would fear it.
But you grow to [G] fear it.
Love they [C] call me cold-eyed spirits.
I see the [Gm] signs that clear it.
I'm mad, baby.
Front and back, baby.
I hop a hot [Fm] experience in the back, baby.
[Gm] I dose it up even more and I neglect, baby.
I trip it up, I [C] dove it up.
I ran it up, I fucked it up.
The black and orange of [C] indigo, I left it up.
I heard crusading [F] means to light them engines up.
That's all I got for millions of racks, baby.
[Fm] This looking hard to gooseflesh, racks, baby.
[D] I'm [G] scoring by the three-C, [Fm] Nash, baby.
I'm a meat field, cash, baby.
[Eb] I eat a little cheese and rash, baby.
[D] I eat a little cheese like snack, baby.
The [C] orange and black seats, left it up.
[Fm] I leave flaws, you better look.
[G] What you ask do I [C] know, never yuck.
I've been blind and the pellet cut [Gm] you.
[C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [F] feeling.
This is [C] what your dog was [Fm] feeling.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Try and face your dog with [Fm] [C] fearin'.
But you know the feeling.
Dog, they call me cold-eyed spirits.
[F] I see the signs, the clearance.
You've been giving niggas surgical hair.
You've been giving niggas medical care.
You've been giving [C] niggas chemo care.
[Gm]
You've been giving niggas chemo [Fm] care.
You've been giving niggas [Gm] chemo care.
You've been [C] giving niggas chemo care.
You've been giving niggas chemo care.
You've been [Ab] giving niggas chemo care.
[G] I fucked up [C] once again.
And you [Fm] know that I'm never too [Gm] proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
[F] And you know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Dog bitch, roll inside the [Fm] Benz.
I fucked up once and I got your Benz.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
But you [Fm] know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Yeah.
[Fm]
[G] [C] Oh yeah.
[Fm] [F]
Oh [C] yeah.
Oh yeah.
[Fm] Oh yeah.
[F] Oh [Em] yeah.
Oh yeah.
[Dm] Oh yeah.
[D] Oh yeah.
[F] Oh yeah.
[Em]
[Em] [D]
Key:
C
Fm
G
F
Gm
C
Fm
G
Bet you NBA young boy got more money than Jesus.
He for sure do.
He do.
Got more bitches too.
Yep.
First of all, Jesus, he only got one hoe.
And the rest of it was just 12 niggas walking around.
The desert.
What kind of lame nigga shit is that?
Get the fuck out of here! _
_ God damn it.
ACLU got all these niggas playing motherfucking tennis now.
Believing in themselves.
[C] Compensating for [Fm] your feelings.
[F] Hey, you know the feeling.
[Db] This is what you thought [Fm] would heal it.
But it makes you [G] feel it.
You're trying [C] things you thought would [Fm] cheer it.
[F] But you grow to [G] fear it.
How they [C] come and go like spirits.
I see the signs to [C] clear it.
And you know why.
[Cm] You been fucking with me since I was a small fry.
[Gm] And your ex-friend.
[C] That's my little guy.
[Cm] I know some niggas that'll kick him to the coastline.
[C] I'm on Westside, nigga.
We on show signs.
[F] You got some fake friends.
They just toe-line.
[Eb] Text, [C] I reply, baby, till my phone die.
[D] You know he lied if a [Ab] nigga said he don't lie.
I'm fucked up [C] once again.
[Cm] You know that I'm never too proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm in [F] bed.
And you know I'm always wish you the best.
[G] Fucked up bitch.
Roll [C] inside the biz.
[Db] I'm fucked up [C] once and I got to spend.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm [C] in bed.
[Fm] You know I'm always wish you the [D] best.
_ [C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [Gm] feeling.
This is [C] what you thought would [Fm] heal it.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Trying [C] things you thought would fear it.
But you grow to [G] fear it.
Love they [C] call me cold-eyed spirits.
I see the [Gm] signs that clear it.
I'm mad, baby.
Front and back, baby.
I hop a hot [Fm] experience in the back, baby.
[Gm] I dose it up even more and I neglect, baby.
I trip it up, I [C] dove it up.
I ran it up, I fucked it up.
The black and orange of [C] indigo, I left it up.
I heard crusading [F] means to light them engines up.
That's all I got for millions of racks, baby.
[Fm] This looking hard to gooseflesh, racks, baby.
[D] I'm [G] scoring by the three-C, [Fm] Nash, baby.
I'm a meat field, cash, baby.
[Eb] I eat a little cheese and rash, baby.
[D] I eat a little cheese like snack, baby.
The [C] orange and black seats, left it up.
[Fm] I leave flaws, you better look.
[G] What you ask do I [C] know, never yuck.
I've been blind and the pellet cut [Gm] you.
[C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [F] feeling.
This is [C] what your dog was [Fm] feeling.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Try and face your dog with [Fm] _ [C] fearin'.
But you know the feeling.
Dog, they call me cold-eyed spirits.
[F] I see the signs, the clearance.
You've been giving niggas surgical hair.
You've been giving niggas medical care.
You've been giving [C] niggas chemo care.
_ _ _ [Gm]
You've been giving niggas chemo [Fm] care.
You've been giving niggas [Gm] chemo care.
You've been [C] giving niggas chemo care.
You've been giving niggas chemo care.
You've been [Ab] giving niggas chemo care.
[G] I fucked up [C] once again.
And you [Fm] know that I'm never too [Gm] proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
[F] And you know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Dog bitch, roll inside the [Fm] Benz.
I fucked up once and I got your Benz.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
But you [Fm] know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Yeah.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] Oh yeah. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _
Oh [C] yeah.
Oh yeah.
_ [Fm] Oh yeah. _ _
_ [F] _ Oh [Em] yeah.
Oh yeah.
_ _ [Dm] Oh yeah.
[D] Oh yeah.
[F] Oh yeah.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
He for sure do.
He do.
Got more bitches too.
Yep.
First of all, Jesus, he only got one hoe.
And the rest of it was just 12 niggas walking around.
The desert.
What kind of lame nigga shit is that?
Get the fuck out of here! _
_ God damn it.
ACLU got all these niggas playing motherfucking tennis now.
Believing in themselves.
[C] Compensating for [Fm] your feelings.
[F] Hey, you know the feeling.
[Db] This is what you thought [Fm] would heal it.
But it makes you [G] feel it.
You're trying [C] things you thought would [Fm] cheer it.
[F] But you grow to [G] fear it.
How they [C] come and go like spirits.
I see the signs to [C] clear it.
And you know why.
[Cm] You been fucking with me since I was a small fry.
[Gm] And your ex-friend.
[C] That's my little guy.
[Cm] I know some niggas that'll kick him to the coastline.
[C] I'm on Westside, nigga.
We on show signs.
[F] You got some fake friends.
They just toe-line.
[Eb] Text, [C] I reply, baby, till my phone die.
[D] You know he lied if a [Ab] nigga said he don't lie.
I'm fucked up [C] once again.
[Cm] You know that I'm never too proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm in [F] bed.
And you know I'm always wish you the best.
[G] Fucked up bitch.
Roll [C] inside the biz.
[Db] I'm fucked up [C] once and I got to spend.
It's [G] hard to admit that I'm [C] in bed.
[Fm] You know I'm always wish you the [D] best.
_ [C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [Gm] feeling.
This is [C] what you thought would [Fm] heal it.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Trying [C] things you thought would fear it.
But you grow to [G] fear it.
Love they [C] call me cold-eyed spirits.
I see the [Gm] signs that clear it.
I'm mad, baby.
Front and back, baby.
I hop a hot [Fm] experience in the back, baby.
[Gm] I dose it up even more and I neglect, baby.
I trip it up, I [C] dove it up.
I ran it up, I fucked it up.
The black and orange of [C] indigo, I left it up.
I heard crusading [F] means to light them engines up.
That's all I got for millions of racks, baby.
[Fm] This looking hard to gooseflesh, racks, baby.
[D] I'm [G] scoring by the three-C, [Fm] Nash, baby.
I'm a meat field, cash, baby.
[Eb] I eat a little cheese and rash, baby.
[D] I eat a little cheese like snack, baby.
The [C] orange and black seats, left it up.
[Fm] I leave flaws, you better look.
[G] What you ask do I [C] know, never yuck.
I've been blind and the pellet cut [Gm] you.
[C] Compensating for your [Fm] feelings.
[C] Hey, you know the [F] feeling.
This is [C] what your dog was [Fm] feeling.
But it makes you [Gm] feel it.
Try and face your dog with [Fm] _ [C] fearin'.
But you know the feeling.
Dog, they call me cold-eyed spirits.
[F] I see the signs, the clearance.
You've been giving niggas surgical hair.
You've been giving niggas medical care.
You've been giving [C] niggas chemo care.
_ _ _ [Gm]
You've been giving niggas chemo [Fm] care.
You've been giving niggas [Gm] chemo care.
You've been [C] giving niggas chemo care.
You've been giving niggas chemo care.
You've been [Ab] giving niggas chemo care.
[G] I fucked up [C] once again.
And you [Fm] know that I'm never too [Gm] proud to beg.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
[F] And you know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Dog bitch, roll inside the [Fm] Benz.
I fucked up once and I got your Benz.
It's [G] hard to admit that I made my bed.
But you [Fm] know I'ma always wish you the best.
[G] Yeah.
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] Oh yeah. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _
Oh [C] yeah.
Oh yeah.
_ [Fm] Oh yeah. _ _
_ [F] _ Oh [Em] yeah.
Oh yeah.
_ _ [Dm] Oh yeah.
[D] Oh yeah.
[F] Oh yeah.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _