Andy Mineo & Wordsplayed - SAY LESS Chords
Tempo:
90.4 bpm
Chords used:
B
Ebm
Ab
E
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
I'm not doing good, I'm a straight mess A guy doing way more with way less
Yeah we all feel the racist I put a rapper in a place quick
Good is the enemy of greatness I just work girl at my [Ebm] station
My A1's on my A list [Bbm] [Ab] Beast mode made the [Eb] playlist
[Cm] Preach mode for the braces They sneak mode on the [B] A trip
Money bags, hundred racks, ain't the gold but I ain't really mad and God let me hold that
I say what I want, I don't never hold that I just mounted up my first gold plaque
And there's many more to come See I'm steady with the pen and now I'm ready
What you want?
I don't mess with nobody I don't got me no hobbies
Cause this here is my dolly I boom boom boom like Bugatti
I'm out it, uh, AM I wave a tsunami If you ask me how we made it I just say it's B on me
And I'm more than what I do so I don't let it define me
And I focus on the future let the past stay behind [Ebm] me I'm out
Yeah we all feel the [Db] racist I [Ab] put a rapper in a place [Ebm] quick
Good [F] is the enemy [B] of greatness I put a rapper in a place quick
Yeah we all [D] feel the racist I put a rapper in [B] a place quick
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
So New [E] York, fresh out the womb, baptized in [B] the East River
Rap game, sus, please resurrect Dilla Highlight, real, been realer than Rilla
I [E] was dead, now it's on my jacked thriller We in the building, like Con Air
Lighting up the whole crib, [B] it's the low best Left eye, west side, pick the best side
Crown fry, two piece with the french [Ebm] fries They winning but they never play chess
I [Ab] live in New York, minute you need to say less
Trader Joe's [F] in the hood, it's the matrix Seven dollar chopped cheese, I [B] used to pay less
Man, you can't walk in my shoes I spit vividly, Connie Chung on the news
I was stepping [E] out the booth, they were hearing the snooze
It's the New York Giants, Beckham [N] and Cruz
Yeah okay I'll get it man, say less
Why don't you [Em] start talking and pray less
I'm not doing good, [B] I'm a straight mess
I'm doing way more, way less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it,
I'm not doing good, I'm a straight mess A guy doing way more with way less
Yeah we all feel the racist I put a rapper in a place quick
Good is the enemy of greatness I just work girl at my [Ebm] station
My A1's on my A list [Bbm] [Ab] Beast mode made the [Eb] playlist
[Cm] Preach mode for the braces They sneak mode on the [B] A trip
Money bags, hundred racks, ain't the gold but I ain't really mad and God let me hold that
I say what I want, I don't never hold that I just mounted up my first gold plaque
And there's many more to come See I'm steady with the pen and now I'm ready
What you want?
I don't mess with nobody I don't got me no hobbies
Cause this here is my dolly I boom boom boom like Bugatti
I'm out it, uh, AM I wave a tsunami If you ask me how we made it I just say it's B on me
And I'm more than what I do so I don't let it define me
And I focus on the future let the past stay behind [Ebm] me I'm out
Yeah we all feel the [Db] racist I [Ab] put a rapper in a place [Ebm] quick
Good [F] is the enemy [B] of greatness I put a rapper in a place quick
Yeah we all [D] feel the racist I put a rapper in [B] a place quick
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
So New [E] York, fresh out the womb, baptized in [B] the East River
Rap game, sus, please resurrect Dilla Highlight, real, been realer than Rilla
I [E] was dead, now it's on my jacked thriller We in the building, like Con Air
Lighting up the whole crib, [B] it's the low best Left eye, west side, pick the best side
Crown fry, two piece with the french [Ebm] fries They winning but they never play chess
I [Ab] live in New York, minute you need to say less
Trader Joe's [F] in the hood, it's the matrix Seven dollar chopped cheese, I [B] used to pay less
Man, you can't walk in my shoes I spit vividly, Connie Chung on the news
I was stepping [E] out the booth, they were hearing the snooze
It's the New York Giants, Beckham [N] and Cruz
Yeah okay I'll get it man, say less
Why don't you [Em] start talking and pray less
I'm not doing good, [B] I'm a straight mess
I'm doing way more, way less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it,
Key:
B
Ebm
Ab
E
F
B
Ebm
Ab
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
I'm not doing good, I'm a straight mess A guy doing way more with way less
Yeah we all feel the racist I put a rapper in a place quick
Good is the enemy of greatness I just work girl at my [Ebm] station
My A1's on my A list [Bbm] [Ab] Beast mode made the [Eb] playlist
[Cm] Preach mode for the braces They sneak mode on the [B] A trip
Money bags, hundred racks, ain't the gold but I ain't really mad and God let me hold that
I say what I want, I don't never hold that I just mounted up my first gold plaque
And there's many more to come See I'm steady with the pen and now I'm ready
What you want?
I don't mess with nobody I don't got me no hobbies
Cause this here is my dolly I boom boom boom like Bugatti
I'm out it, uh, AM I wave a tsunami If you ask me how we made it I just say it's B on me
And I'm more than what I do so I don't let it define me
And I focus on the future let the past stay behind [Ebm] me I'm out
Yeah we all feel the [Db] racist I [Ab] put a rapper in a place [Ebm] quick
Good _ [F] _ _ is the enemy [B] of greatness I put a rapper in a place quick
Yeah _ _ _ we all [D] feel the racist I put a rapper in [B] a place quick
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
So New [E] York, fresh out the womb, baptized in [B] the East River
Rap game, sus, please resurrect Dilla Highlight, real, been realer than Rilla
I [E] was dead, now it's on my jacked thriller We in the building, like Con Air
Lighting up the whole crib, [B] it's the low best Left eye, west side, pick the best side
Crown fry, two piece with the french [Ebm] fries They winning but they never play chess
I [Ab] live in New York, minute you need to say less
Trader Joe's [F] in the hood, it's the matrix Seven dollar chopped cheese, I [B] used to pay less
Man, you can't walk in my shoes I spit vividly, Connie Chung on the news
I was stepping [E] out the booth, they were hearing the snooze
It's the New York Giants, Beckham [N] and Cruz
Yeah okay I'll get it man, say less
Why don't you [Em] start talking and pray less
I'm not doing good, [B] I'm a straight mess
I'm doing way more, way less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it,
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
I'm not doing good, I'm a straight mess A guy doing way more with way less
Yeah we all feel the racist I put a rapper in a place quick
Good is the enemy of greatness I just work girl at my [Ebm] station
My A1's on my A list [Bbm] [Ab] Beast mode made the [Eb] playlist
[Cm] Preach mode for the braces They sneak mode on the [B] A trip
Money bags, hundred racks, ain't the gold but I ain't really mad and God let me hold that
I say what I want, I don't never hold that I just mounted up my first gold plaque
And there's many more to come See I'm steady with the pen and now I'm ready
What you want?
I don't mess with nobody I don't got me no hobbies
Cause this here is my dolly I boom boom boom like Bugatti
I'm out it, uh, AM I wave a tsunami If you ask me how we made it I just say it's B on me
And I'm more than what I do so I don't let it define me
And I focus on the future let the past stay behind [Ebm] me I'm out
Yeah we all feel the [Db] racist I [Ab] put a rapper in a place [Ebm] quick
Good _ [F] _ _ is the enemy [B] of greatness I put a rapper in a place quick
Yeah _ _ _ we all [D] feel the racist I put a rapper in [B] a place quick
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
Yeah okay I'll get it, get it Taylor
So New [E] York, fresh out the womb, baptized in [B] the East River
Rap game, sus, please resurrect Dilla Highlight, real, been realer than Rilla
I [E] was dead, now it's on my jacked thriller We in the building, like Con Air
Lighting up the whole crib, [B] it's the low best Left eye, west side, pick the best side
Crown fry, two piece with the french [Ebm] fries They winning but they never play chess
I [Ab] live in New York, minute you need to say less
Trader Joe's [F] in the hood, it's the matrix Seven dollar chopped cheese, I [B] used to pay less
Man, you can't walk in my shoes I spit vividly, Connie Chung on the news
I was stepping [E] out the booth, they were hearing the snooze
It's the New York Giants, Beckham [N] and Cruz
Yeah okay I'll get it man, say less
Why don't you [Em] start talking and pray less
I'm not doing good, [B] I'm a straight mess
I'm doing way more, way less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it, get it, say less
Yeah okay, I'll get it,
Facts about this song