Chords for Brent Faiyaz - December Nights (Shit For The Whip)

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Your EP drops today, and I'm confident that everyone will love it.
I know we haven't talked in forever, but I'm still here for you, and I believe in you, Christopher.
[Ebm] So good luck.
Kill em.
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[Ebm] Back
[Eb] [Eb] in the hometown, it's going down, move down south around late [B] July,
we stopped talking around that time, you was focused on your shit, I had [Gb] mine.
Stayed out at sea a couple blessed weeks, back when Kiki used to text me, [B] we still keep in touch.
She's in the city dead as it always was, but we linking [Eb] up.
Touchdown, head roan up, tell him copper pound, we gon' blow some,
[B] drink some, then post him out for his lost ones.
Cause you don't ever [Gb] know when the ghost come and take your close ones.
It's cold out here, but I'm praying [B] for you, moved out here, but on everything I would've stayed for you,
my best friend [Db] got evicted.
Had [Ebm] some shit that I wouldn't even wanna witness.
[B] So I understand he working endless, but dream big, bro, I need you to win this.
[Eb] I know Brian got [Ebm] sentenced, it's kinda crazy how it's getting, but life [B] ain't easy if you stressing,
and niggas out here be forgetting that the present is [Db] a blessing.
My [Ebm] nigga's who going through it, some parents just closer [Gb] than others,
and we ain't [Eb] even close to each other, it's funny how Sam got us closer than brothers.
Nigga, [Ebm] I doing 24 hours, what you doing four [B] days?
[Dbm] So she get mad when I telephone her [Db] both ways.
[Ebm] Hey, Brian, it's Lowe's.
I told her she's [Gb] good luck.
[Ebm]
[B] [Dbm]
[Ebm] It's only a matter of time before people start taking notice, man.
So just keep [Gb] doing what you do.
Keep doing it big, down in North Carolina.
Keep making music for you, not for anybody else.
[Ebm] I remember 2010, back with Trey and them in that basement.
[B] I was happy just to have some friends, cause people ain't really used to fuck with me like I would fuck with them.
[Gb] Sophomore year, I was a knife again, got clean as shit and started piping [B] them.
Same hoes used to climb me at eighth grade, nigga, I ain't wifing them.
[Ebm] Shit I got signed for, I graduated, but shit ain't really work like I anticipated.
I ain't play [B] some blame around my way, niggas, well shit on your [Gb] fucking name.
Fuck local fame, but they see you making moves, their feelings change.
People ain't real [B] these days, but I'm made for it, that's who I pray for.
And I thank God I ain't had to stay.
[Db] Thank God my family [Ebm] straight.
Thank God my brothers beat down the scrap that came with [Gb] that.
I remember back when I would've been at work today.
Hit BZ Farm [Ebm] when I'm around the way, call Loud Pat for that sticky thing.
[B] Chip Fil A with Yago [Dbm] and Shay, and talk bitches for hours [Db] straight.
Day one, niggas, we was [Eb] bum niggas, had dreams to make this shit [Ebm] happen.
We be front page and [Gb] we run things on the west side, living lavish.
Every morning be Christmas, [Ebm] every night'll be Halloween.
[B] 86 that fame shit, so we [Dbm] totin' cream.
[Db] Mariah Dreams.
[Ebm]
My bad, I missed the [Gb] shooting, but you know, shit happens.
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_ Your EP drops today, and I'm confident that everyone will love it.
I know we haven't talked in forever, but I'm still here for you, and I believe in you, Christopher.
[Ebm] So good luck.
Kill em.
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[Eb] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] Back _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Eb] in the hometown, it's going down, move down south around late [B] July,
we stopped talking around that time, you was focused on your shit, I had [Gb] mine.
Stayed out at sea a couple blessed weeks, back when Kiki used to text me, [B] we still keep in touch.
She's in the city dead as it always was, but we linking [Eb] up.
Touchdown, head roan up, tell him copper pound, we gon' blow some,
[B] drink some, then post him out for his lost ones.
Cause you don't ever [Gb] know when the ghost come and take your close ones.
It's cold out here, but I'm praying [B] for you, moved out here, but on everything I would've stayed for you,
my best friend [Db] got evicted.
Had [Ebm] some shit that I wouldn't even wanna witness.
[B] So I understand he working endless, but dream big, bro, I need you to win this.
[Eb] I know Brian got [Ebm] sentenced, it's kinda crazy how it's getting, but life [B] ain't easy if you stressing,
and niggas out here be forgetting that the present is [Db] a blessing.
My [Ebm] nigga's who going through it, some parents just closer [Gb] than others,
and we ain't [Eb] even close to each other, it's funny how Sam got us closer than brothers.
Nigga, [Ebm] I doing 24 hours, what you doing four [B] days?
[Dbm] So she get mad when I telephone her [Db] both ways.
[Ebm] Hey, Brian, it's Lowe's. _
I told her she's [Gb] good luck.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Dbm] _ _ _
[Ebm] It's only a matter of time before people start taking notice, man.
So just keep [Gb] doing what you do.
Keep doing it big, down in North Carolina. _
Keep making music for you, not for anybody else.
[Ebm] I remember 2010, back with Trey and them in that basement.
[B] I was happy just to have some friends, cause people ain't really used to fuck with me like I would fuck with them.
[Gb] Sophomore year, I was a knife again, got clean as shit and started piping [B] them.
Same hoes used to climb me at eighth grade, nigga, I ain't wifing them.
[Ebm] Shit I got signed for, I graduated, but shit ain't really work like I anticipated.
I ain't play [B] some blame around my way, niggas, well shit on your [Gb] fucking name.
Fuck local fame, but they see you making moves, their feelings change.
People ain't real [B] these days, but I'm made for it, that's who I pray for.
And I thank God I ain't had to stay.
[Db] Thank God my family [Ebm] straight.
Thank God my brothers beat down the scrap that came with [Gb] that.
I remember back when I would've been at work today.
Hit BZ Farm [Ebm] when I'm around the way, call Loud Pat for that sticky thing.
[B] Chip Fil A with Yago [Dbm] and Shay, and talk bitches for hours [Db] straight.
Day one, niggas, we was [Eb] bum niggas, had dreams to make this shit [Ebm] happen.
We be front page and [Gb] we run things on the west side, living lavish.
Every morning be Christmas, [Ebm] every night'll be Halloween.
[B] 86 that fame shit, so we [Dbm] totin' cream.
_ [Db] Mariah Dreams.
_ [Ebm] _ _ _
My bad, I missed the [Gb] shooting, but you know, shit happens.
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