Chords for Atwood - Careless (Prod. by Garrett)

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Atwood - Careless (Prod. by Garrett) chords
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[A] [Ab] [Abm]
[A] [Ab] [Abm] It was [A] just one lonely [Ab] night inside of [Abm] paradise, who?
My homegirl's house, she won't shut up about [A] this three.
Waited, [Ab] she done had the other, now [Abm] like four.
Give me, I do not want to hear about that [A] shit five.
Middle finger [Ab] five, middle finger five, [Abm] fucking die bitch you on my mind.
You know who [E] you trying.
Yeah, you [A] know I ain't got up and [Abm] notice.
You know I think about it.
You know I ain't been honest.
You just trying [E] to push your [A] buttons.
Oh yeah, I'm [Ab] with that same old shit.
I'll [Abm] make a song, [E] yeah, yeah, I will be great at it.
Yeah, I dig [A] myself my own grave, but you [Ab] don't fret to pretend.
And I [E] know that I'll laugh away, but you been a little less than a friend.
Yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, but she don't get that.
We don't kick [Ab] back.
I move on when I get my shit [Abm] back.
I move on in like 13 months when I don't got no songs.
I'm writing about your bitch [A] ass.
Kiss ass not this time.
[Ab] Cod flag double back to the west side.
[Abm] I'll be the next time.
Stay running this second to this [A] job.
And she said she [Ab] couldn't.
[E] I
[A] don't think that made [Ab] me.
[Abm]
[A] And she said she [Ab] couldn't.
[Abm] [E] I [A] don't think that made [Ab] me.
Yeah, I'm a [Abm] whole
[A] lot of [Ab] shit.
Don't let me catch you [Abm] walking through that Metropolitan spit in your hollow
[A] tip to all of my accomplishments.
[Ab] I'm polishing a [Abm] bottle.
Maybe we can make a model.
Looking for [A] that new frame.
[Ab] I'm a man, but I'm up to bat [Abm] like Bruce Wayne.
Got that.
We be out there [A] yelling.
Why you got that blue [Abm] face, baby?
Because you fucking to face baby.
[E] You [A] say you kill 100.
I [Ab] count 101.
You [Abm] wouldn't be a [E] bright idea if you was under the sun.
And see, [A] I try to stay clear, but [Ab] I've been prone to missing next.
[E] It's a better life.
Emerging can be hard when you're so reckless.
[A] You just sold it to my plexus.
[Ab] Solo dolo.
If you ask [Abm] me, double back on everything I say.
Take the back [A] seat.
Remember last week?
He [Ab] was fine.
We wasn't sweating.
[Abm] But these days you think that I yoga was my profession.
[A] She said she [Ab] couldn't.
[E] I
[A] don't think that [Ab] made me.
[Abm]
[A] And she said she [Ab] couldn't.
[Abm] I [E]
[A] don't think that [Ab] made me.
[Abm]
[A] [Ab] [Abm]
[A] [Ab] Woo.
Aye, aye, aye.
Aye, aye, aye.
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[A] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Abm] _ _ It was [A] just one lonely [Ab] night inside of [Abm] paradise, who?
My homegirl's house, she won't shut up about [A] this three.
Waited, [Ab] she done had the other, now [Abm] like four.
Give me, I do not want to hear about that [A] shit five.
Middle finger [Ab] five, middle finger five, [Abm] fucking die bitch you on my mind.
You know who [E] you trying.
Yeah, you [A] know I ain't got up and [Abm] notice.
You know I think about it.
You know I ain't been honest.
You just trying [E] to push your [A] buttons.
Oh yeah, I'm [Ab] with that same old shit.
I'll [Abm] make a song, [E] yeah, yeah, I will be great at it.
Yeah, I dig [A] myself my own grave, but you [Ab] don't fret to pretend.
And I [E] know that I'll laugh away, but you been a little less than a friend.
Yeah, yeah, [A] yeah, but she don't get that.
We don't kick [Ab] back.
I move on when I get my shit [Abm] back.
I move on in like 13 months when I don't got no songs.
I'm writing about your bitch [A] ass.
Kiss ass not this time.
[Ab] Cod flag double back to the west side.
[Abm] I'll be the next time.
Stay running this second to this [A] job.
And she said she [Ab] couldn't.
_ [E] _ I _
[A] don't think that made [Ab] me.
_ [Abm] _ _ _
[A] And she said she [Ab] couldn't.
_ [Abm] _ _ [E] I [A] don't think that made [Ab] me.
Yeah, I'm a [Abm] _ whole _
[A] lot of [Ab] shit.
Don't let me catch you [Abm] walking through that Metropolitan spit in your hollow
[A] tip to all of my accomplishments.
[Ab] I'm polishing a [Abm] bottle.
Maybe we can make a model.
Looking for [A] that new frame.
[Ab] I'm a man, but I'm up to bat [Abm] like Bruce Wayne.
Got that.
We be out there [A] yelling.
Why you got that blue [Abm] face, baby?
Because you fucking to face baby.
[E] You [A] say you kill 100.
I [Ab] count 101.
You [Abm] wouldn't be a [E] bright idea if you was under the sun.
And see, [A] I try to stay clear, but [Ab] I've been prone to missing next.
[E] It's a better life.
Emerging can be hard when you're so reckless.
[A] You just sold it to my plexus.
[Ab] Solo dolo.
If you ask [Abm] me, double back on everything I say.
Take the back [A] seat.
Remember last week?
He [Ab] was fine.
We wasn't sweating.
[Abm] But these days you think that I yoga was my profession.
[A] She said she [Ab] couldn't.
_ [E] I _ _
[A] don't think that [Ab] made me.
_ [Abm] _ _ _
[A] And she said she [Ab] couldn't.
[Abm] I _ _ [E]
[A] don't think that [Ab] made me.
_ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [Ab] Woo.
Aye, aye, aye.
Aye, aye, aye.

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