Chords for Big Sean - Deep (Feat. Lil Wayne)
Tempo:
60 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
C#
D
B
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Do or die, nigga.
[D]
I'ma [C#] keep popping this champagne.
[F#m] Not worrying about shit.
Finally famous, nigga.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit [D] the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep.
Uh-uh.
Man, I swear to God, it get so deep, though.
That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep, though.
And wonder what if all the shit [C#] I reaped went and got repoed.
And the girl I [F#m] gave it all up for ain't love me for me, though.
See, I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll.
Got off in the game, don't need no cheat code as long as I know the G-code.
Being paranoid [C#] done turned me to a creep.
You ain't got that metal on [F#m] your side.
Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to.
It get deep.
Deep.
Deeper than telekinesis.
Deeper than your sister dying than you telling your nieces.
The deeper it gets, boy, the pressure increases.
But pressure make diamonds and my name is Sean,
cause I shine at self-explanatory.
Architect the flow, rapping all these stories.
I'm story, you know the story.
Hit my back against the ropes, then I'm finished, don't call it.
My [F#m] opponent probably praying for postponement.
You fuck with the best rapper, don't even know it.
It's written in the stars, man, the sky is the author.
I pulled the sword out of the stone, I'm King Arthur.
[C#] Motherfuck your armor, nigga.
Only weapon I'm scared [F#m] of is karma.
You watching the son turn to father.
Fucking life and a daughter.
Nigga, that shit just get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep.
Been going hard all day.
Wish a nigga would fuck with me.
Then I blow the candles out on my cake.
And niggas always thinking [C#] it's a game.
Till we ran them out the arcade.
[F#m] Stunned in my southern player.
Wrist dead catty like Andre.
I taught that cash money shit.
YM plus CMB, you could do the math for me, bitch.
Jail time, I slap on her wrist.
Cut your head off and get mailed out, slap on your lips.
You could tell I'm grounded by my wrist.
[C#] Anything could happen, cause a broke man is an optimist.
Well, tell him [F#m] I be waiting in suspense.
I got some miles on me, but it's cool, cause I never give an inch.
And I don't give two fucks about what your mouth say.
Cause this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
Like somebody rewind me.
Like this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
I [C#] feel like Sean don't get enough shine.
Is it because he ain't got [F#m] the tattoos?
He ain't throwing up signs?
Well, let me throw up mine.
And also let me share this vision of mine.
Fuck the finish line, just finish your lines.
And if getting your point across crosses the line.
Some of the time, then cross it with pride.
That's real, my nigga.
Remember that.
[C#] And ain't nobody up there remember you.
They remember rap, so [F#m] just spit it back.
And hope somebody diggin' that.
Cause this [B] shit is deep.
Deep.
[N]
Deep as empty pockets, nigga.
We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets [D#] slime.
That shit get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
Deep.
[F#m] Deep.
Yeah.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Yeah.
Oh my God, this shit so deep.
[C#] Yeah.
Yeah.
[F#m] Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
[D]
I'ma [C#] keep popping this champagne.
[F#m] Not worrying about shit.
Finally famous, nigga.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit [D] the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep.
Uh-uh.
Man, I swear to God, it get so deep, though.
That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep, though.
And wonder what if all the shit [C#] I reaped went and got repoed.
And the girl I [F#m] gave it all up for ain't love me for me, though.
See, I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll.
Got off in the game, don't need no cheat code as long as I know the G-code.
Being paranoid [C#] done turned me to a creep.
You ain't got that metal on [F#m] your side.
Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to.
It get deep.
Deep.
Deeper than telekinesis.
Deeper than your sister dying than you telling your nieces.
The deeper it gets, boy, the pressure increases.
But pressure make diamonds and my name is Sean,
cause I shine at self-explanatory.
Architect the flow, rapping all these stories.
I'm story, you know the story.
Hit my back against the ropes, then I'm finished, don't call it.
My [F#m] opponent probably praying for postponement.
You fuck with the best rapper, don't even know it.
It's written in the stars, man, the sky is the author.
I pulled the sword out of the stone, I'm King Arthur.
[C#] Motherfuck your armor, nigga.
Only weapon I'm scared [F#m] of is karma.
You watching the son turn to father.
Fucking life and a daughter.
Nigga, that shit just get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep.
Been going hard all day.
Wish a nigga would fuck with me.
Then I blow the candles out on my cake.
And niggas always thinking [C#] it's a game.
Till we ran them out the arcade.
[F#m] Stunned in my southern player.
Wrist dead catty like Andre.
I taught that cash money shit.
YM plus CMB, you could do the math for me, bitch.
Jail time, I slap on her wrist.
Cut your head off and get mailed out, slap on your lips.
You could tell I'm grounded by my wrist.
[C#] Anything could happen, cause a broke man is an optimist.
Well, tell him [F#m] I be waiting in suspense.
I got some miles on me, but it's cool, cause I never give an inch.
And I don't give two fucks about what your mouth say.
Cause this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
Like somebody rewind me.
Like this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
I [C#] feel like Sean don't get enough shine.
Is it because he ain't got [F#m] the tattoos?
He ain't throwing up signs?
Well, let me throw up mine.
And also let me share this vision of mine.
Fuck the finish line, just finish your lines.
And if getting your point across crosses the line.
Some of the time, then cross it with pride.
That's real, my nigga.
Remember that.
[C#] And ain't nobody up there remember you.
They remember rap, so [F#m] just spit it back.
And hope somebody diggin' that.
Cause this [B] shit is deep.
Deep.
[N]
Deep as empty pockets, nigga.
We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets [D#] slime.
That shit get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
Deep.
[F#m] Deep.
Yeah.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Yeah.
Oh my God, this shit so deep.
[C#] Yeah.
Yeah.
[F#m] Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Key:
F#m
C#
D
B
D#
F#m
C#
D
_ _ Do or die, nigga.
_ _ [D]
I'ma [C#] keep popping this champagne.
[F#m] Not worrying about shit.
Finally famous, nigga.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit [D] the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep.
Uh-uh.
Man, I swear to God, it get so deep, though.
That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep, though.
And wonder what if all the shit [C#] I reaped went and got repoed.
And the girl I [F#m] gave it all up for ain't love me for me, though.
See, I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll.
Got off in the game, don't need no cheat code as long as I know the G-code.
Being paranoid [C#] done turned me to a creep.
You ain't got that metal on [F#m] your side.
Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to.
It get deep.
Deep.
Deeper than telekinesis.
Deeper than your sister dying than you telling your nieces.
The deeper it gets, boy, the pressure increases.
But pressure make diamonds and my name is Sean,
cause I shine at self-explanatory.
Architect the flow, rapping all these stories.
I'm story, you know the story.
Hit my back against the ropes, then I'm finished, don't call it.
My [F#m] opponent probably praying for postponement.
You fuck with the best rapper, don't even know it.
It's written in the stars, man, the sky is the author.
I pulled the sword out of the stone, I'm King Arthur.
[C#] Motherfuck your armor, nigga.
Only weapon I'm scared [F#m] of is karma.
You watching the son turn to father.
Fucking life and a daughter.
Nigga, that shit just get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep. _ _ _
_ Been going hard all day.
Wish a nigga would fuck with me.
Then I blow the candles out on my cake.
And niggas always thinking [C#] it's a game.
Till we ran them out the arcade.
[F#m] Stunned in my southern player.
Wrist dead catty like Andre.
I taught that cash money shit.
YM plus CMB, you could do the math for me, bitch.
Jail time, I slap on her wrist.
Cut your head off and get mailed out, slap on your lips.
You could tell I'm grounded by my wrist.
[C#] Anything could happen, cause a broke man is an optimist.
Well, tell him [F#m] I be waiting in suspense.
I got some miles on me, but it's cool, cause I never give an inch.
And I don't give two fucks about what your mouth say.
Cause this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
Like somebody rewind me.
Like this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
I [C#] feel like Sean don't get enough shine.
Is it because he ain't got [F#m] the tattoos?
He ain't throwing up signs?
Well, let me throw up mine.
And also let me share this vision of mine.
Fuck the finish line, just finish your lines.
And if getting your point across crosses the line.
Some of the time, then cross it with pride.
That's real, my nigga.
Remember that.
[C#] And ain't nobody up there remember you.
They remember rap, so [F#m] just spit it back.
And hope somebody diggin' that.
Cause this [B] shit is deep.
_ _ Deep.
_ [N] _
Deep as empty pockets, nigga.
We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets [D#] slime.
That shit get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
Deep.
[F#m] Deep.
Yeah.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Yeah.
Oh my God, this shit so deep.
[C#] Yeah.
Yeah.
[F#m] Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D]
I'ma [C#] keep popping this champagne.
[F#m] Not worrying about shit.
Finally famous, nigga.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit [D] the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep.
Uh-uh.
Man, I swear to God, it get so deep, though.
That sometimes I just gotta wake my ass up out my sleep, though.
And wonder what if all the shit [C#] I reaped went and got repoed.
And the girl I [F#m] gave it all up for ain't love me for me, though.
See, I got a stack of problems that could use a fucking steamroll.
Got off in the game, don't need no cheat code as long as I know the G-code.
Being paranoid [C#] done turned me to a creep.
You ain't got that metal on [F#m] your side.
Police gon' work it like Magneto if they need to.
It get deep.
Deep.
Deeper than telekinesis.
Deeper than your sister dying than you telling your nieces.
The deeper it gets, boy, the pressure increases.
But pressure make diamonds and my name is Sean,
cause I shine at self-explanatory.
Architect the flow, rapping all these stories.
I'm story, you know the story.
Hit my back against the ropes, then I'm finished, don't call it.
My [F#m] opponent probably praying for postponement.
You fuck with the best rapper, don't even know it.
It's written in the stars, man, the sky is the author.
I pulled the sword out of the stone, I'm King Arthur.
[C#] Motherfuck your armor, nigga.
Only weapon I'm scared [F#m] of is karma.
You watching the son turn to father.
Fucking life and a daughter.
Nigga, that shit just get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God, that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
[F#m] Deep, deep. _ _ _
_ Been going hard all day.
Wish a nigga would fuck with me.
Then I blow the candles out on my cake.
And niggas always thinking [C#] it's a game.
Till we ran them out the arcade.
[F#m] Stunned in my southern player.
Wrist dead catty like Andre.
I taught that cash money shit.
YM plus CMB, you could do the math for me, bitch.
Jail time, I slap on her wrist.
Cut your head off and get mailed out, slap on your lips.
You could tell I'm grounded by my wrist.
[C#] Anything could happen, cause a broke man is an optimist.
Well, tell him [F#m] I be waiting in suspense.
I got some miles on me, but it's cool, cause I never give an inch.
And I don't give two fucks about what your mouth say.
Cause this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
Like somebody rewind me.
Like this shit is deeper than rap.
I cannot say that shit enough times.
I [C#] feel like Sean don't get enough shine.
Is it because he ain't got [F#m] the tattoos?
He ain't throwing up signs?
Well, let me throw up mine.
And also let me share this vision of mine.
Fuck the finish line, just finish your lines.
And if getting your point across crosses the line.
Some of the time, then cross it with pride.
That's real, my nigga.
Remember that.
[C#] And ain't nobody up there remember you.
They remember rap, so [F#m] just spit it back.
And hope somebody diggin' that.
Cause this [B] shit is deep.
_ _ Deep.
_ [N] _
Deep as empty pockets, nigga.
We come empty pockets before we have empty pockets [D#] slime.
That shit get deep.
Man, I look up to God.
I wonder if I fell from the sky.
Would I hit the ground or would I learn [C#] how to fly?
I'm pretty sure you see it in [F#m] my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Man, I swear to God that shit just get so deep.
[C#] Deep.
Deep.
[F#m] Deep.
Yeah.
That shit get deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Deep.
Yeah.
Oh my God, this shit so deep.
[C#] Yeah.
Yeah.
[F#m] Sometimes I wonder if I already died.
That shit get deep. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _