Chords for BACK TO THE BAG
Tempo:
50 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Eb
Gm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Cm] [Eb] [Cm]
[Eb] [Cm] [Eb] [Gm] I said I [Eb] changed but I ain't no angel ain't no saint
Came out of [Cm] county planned to lick the next day
Sugar had me [Eb] lost, had it, nigga losing faith
I was in my soul [Cm] praying but when I was out I wouldn't pray
You know that I ain't [Eb] cheap, baby you ain't gotta stay
I know I'm hard [Cm] headed and I'm stuck up in my way
She gon' tell you that she [D] looking for that lil' polyfaith
They gon' smile when you [Cm] close but when they far they gon' hate
Been a real hit from the start and I can see it till the end
Always got nothing but ass, bruh and now I'm tryna get M's
I be easy for a bad for a bad, got my sins like
I don't learn my [Eb] lesson cause here I go again
My nigga was fresh out but he a fool, we back in
Told my nigga bout a plot, he was quick to tap in
We some motherfucking fools tryna bring the racks in
Swear you need to chill but you need some dance hands
You won't even understand if I tell you bout my life
You wouldn't even [Cm] know how the pain I feel inside
Remember I'm always [Eb] banging at 17 sniffing lines
Ain't nobody perfect, you got problems, I got mine
One day we gon' leave, one day we gon' die
Remember in that [Cm] casket ain't nobody by your side
If I get [Eb] rich but don't get fame I wouldn't mind
Care about the [Gm] guap, never care about no likes
When my nigga pull up, he put money on his bus
Bitch I'm money out on [Cm] bail with a pen and bus
First day [Eb] out, leave a shirt in, I fuck
Second day, hit the plug for the drugs
Why the fuck would I change if I'm up?
In this [Cm] stew, sipping Henny, I be buzzed
I was down for a minute, I was stuck
Niggas mad, I don't [Gm] bang but the hood show me love
Man I felt but I still sang
Nigga in my [Cm] city, niggas kill racks
HB, South Central, where the hood at?
I'm tryna put it to my people like where the bills at
Tryna fill the fridge up, put food on the table
Put my mind on this money, got no time to save up
Bitch I got open kitchen, say I gotta lay low
If you don't know why I went in, nigga I'm still a bankroll
I'm trapping down the mall, back to the bag
Bitch I'm back on the road, tryna touch that
Nigga you should join the sport, I'm tryna rap
Niggas talking bout the trap but they ain't so sad
[Eb]
[Cm]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Eb] [Cm] [Eb] [Gm] I said I [Eb] changed but I ain't no angel ain't no saint
Came out of [Cm] county planned to lick the next day
Sugar had me [Eb] lost, had it, nigga losing faith
I was in my soul [Cm] praying but when I was out I wouldn't pray
You know that I ain't [Eb] cheap, baby you ain't gotta stay
I know I'm hard [Cm] headed and I'm stuck up in my way
She gon' tell you that she [D] looking for that lil' polyfaith
They gon' smile when you [Cm] close but when they far they gon' hate
Been a real hit from the start and I can see it till the end
Always got nothing but ass, bruh and now I'm tryna get M's
I be easy for a bad for a bad, got my sins like
I don't learn my [Eb] lesson cause here I go again
My nigga was fresh out but he a fool, we back in
Told my nigga bout a plot, he was quick to tap in
We some motherfucking fools tryna bring the racks in
Swear you need to chill but you need some dance hands
You won't even understand if I tell you bout my life
You wouldn't even [Cm] know how the pain I feel inside
Remember I'm always [Eb] banging at 17 sniffing lines
Ain't nobody perfect, you got problems, I got mine
One day we gon' leave, one day we gon' die
Remember in that [Cm] casket ain't nobody by your side
If I get [Eb] rich but don't get fame I wouldn't mind
Care about the [Gm] guap, never care about no likes
When my nigga pull up, he put money on his bus
Bitch I'm money out on [Cm] bail with a pen and bus
First day [Eb] out, leave a shirt in, I fuck
Second day, hit the plug for the drugs
Why the fuck would I change if I'm up?
In this [Cm] stew, sipping Henny, I be buzzed
I was down for a minute, I was stuck
Niggas mad, I don't [Gm] bang but the hood show me love
Man I felt but I still sang
Nigga in my [Cm] city, niggas kill racks
HB, South Central, where the hood at?
I'm tryna put it to my people like where the bills at
Tryna fill the fridge up, put food on the table
Put my mind on this money, got no time to save up
Bitch I got open kitchen, say I gotta lay low
If you don't know why I went in, nigga I'm still a bankroll
I'm trapping down the mall, back to the bag
Bitch I'm back on the road, tryna touch that
Nigga you should join the sport, I'm tryna rap
Niggas talking bout the trap but they ain't so sad
[Eb]
[Cm]
[Eb] [Cm]
Key:
Cm
Eb
Gm
D
Cm
Eb
Gm
D
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] I said I [Eb] changed but I ain't no angel ain't no saint
Came out of [Cm] county planned to lick the next day
Sugar had me [Eb] lost, had it, nigga losing faith
I was in my soul [Cm] praying but when I was out I wouldn't pray
You know that I ain't [Eb] cheap, baby you ain't gotta stay
I know I'm hard [Cm] headed and I'm stuck up in my way
She gon' tell you that she [D] looking for that lil' polyfaith
They gon' smile when you [Cm] close but when they far they gon' hate
Been a real hit from the start and I can see it till the end
Always got nothing but ass, bruh and now I'm tryna get M's
I be easy for a bad for a bad, got my sins like
I don't learn my [Eb] lesson cause here I go again
My nigga was fresh out but he a fool, we back in
Told my nigga bout a plot, he was quick to tap in
We some motherfucking fools tryna bring the racks in
Swear you need to chill but you need some dance hands
You won't even understand if I tell you bout my life
You wouldn't even [Cm] know how the pain I feel inside
Remember I'm always [Eb] banging at 17 sniffing lines
Ain't nobody perfect, you got problems, I got mine
One day we gon' leave, one day we gon' die
Remember in that [Cm] casket ain't nobody by your side
If I get [Eb] rich but don't get fame I wouldn't mind
Care about the [Gm] guap, never care about no likes
When my nigga pull up, he put money on his bus
Bitch I'm money out on [Cm] bail with a pen and bus
First day [Eb] out, leave a shirt in, I fuck
Second day, hit the plug for the drugs
Why the fuck would I change if I'm up?
In this [Cm] stew, sipping Henny, I be buzzed
I was down for a minute, I was stuck
Niggas mad, I don't [Gm] bang but the hood show me love
Man I felt but I still sang
Nigga in my [Cm] city, niggas kill racks
HB, South Central, where the hood at?
I'm tryna put it to my people like where the bills at
Tryna fill the fridge up, put food on the table
Put my mind on this money, got no time to save up
Bitch I got open kitchen, say I gotta lay low
If you don't know why I went in, nigga I'm still a bankroll
I'm trapping down the mall, back to the bag
Bitch I'm back on the road, tryna touch that
Nigga you should join the sport, I'm tryna rap
Niggas talking bout the trap but they ain't so sad
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] I said I [Eb] changed but I ain't no angel ain't no saint
Came out of [Cm] county planned to lick the next day
Sugar had me [Eb] lost, had it, nigga losing faith
I was in my soul [Cm] praying but when I was out I wouldn't pray
You know that I ain't [Eb] cheap, baby you ain't gotta stay
I know I'm hard [Cm] headed and I'm stuck up in my way
She gon' tell you that she [D] looking for that lil' polyfaith
They gon' smile when you [Cm] close but when they far they gon' hate
Been a real hit from the start and I can see it till the end
Always got nothing but ass, bruh and now I'm tryna get M's
I be easy for a bad for a bad, got my sins like
I don't learn my [Eb] lesson cause here I go again
My nigga was fresh out but he a fool, we back in
Told my nigga bout a plot, he was quick to tap in
We some motherfucking fools tryna bring the racks in
Swear you need to chill but you need some dance hands
You won't even understand if I tell you bout my life
You wouldn't even [Cm] know how the pain I feel inside
Remember I'm always [Eb] banging at 17 sniffing lines
Ain't nobody perfect, you got problems, I got mine
One day we gon' leave, one day we gon' die
Remember in that [Cm] casket ain't nobody by your side
If I get [Eb] rich but don't get fame I wouldn't mind
Care about the [Gm] guap, never care about no likes
When my nigga pull up, he put money on his bus
Bitch I'm money out on [Cm] bail with a pen and bus
First day [Eb] out, leave a shirt in, I fuck
Second day, hit the plug for the drugs
Why the fuck would I change if I'm up?
In this [Cm] stew, sipping Henny, I be buzzed
I was down for a minute, I was stuck
Niggas mad, I don't [Gm] bang but the hood show me love
Man I felt but I still sang
Nigga in my [Cm] city, niggas kill racks
HB, South Central, where the hood at?
I'm tryna put it to my people like where the bills at
Tryna fill the fridge up, put food on the table
Put my mind on this money, got no time to save up
Bitch I got open kitchen, say I gotta lay low
If you don't know why I went in, nigga I'm still a bankroll
I'm trapping down the mall, back to the bag
Bitch I'm back on the road, tryna touch that
Nigga you should join the sport, I'm tryna rap
Niggas talking bout the trap but they ain't so sad
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _