Chords for Chance The Rapper - No Problem (feat. Lil Wayne 2 Chainz) Explicit

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You don't want zero problems, big [Bm] fella.
Hey, I said, [D] boy, I'm saying, [F#m] [E] I'm saying,
Hey, I said, [D] boy, I'm saying, [Bm] I'm saying,
If one more label try to stop me,
It's gonna be some dread, niggas in your life.
[D]
You don't want no problem with me.
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me.
Just another day at the pickup for the mail.
They gon' try to ride it through the street,
They [Bm] be like, there they go.
[D] You don't want no problem, want no problem with me.
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me.
[Em] Just another day at the pickup for the mail.
[Bm] They gon' try to ride it through the street,
They be like, there they [D] go.
Ooh, I be coming for the answers in your ear.
Counting pages while we meeting,
Make them shake my other ear.
Millie Rock is scooping all the blessings of my love.
Bitch, I know you talk to the truth,
You should've never took the nail.
Fuck what we do, what you were thinking,
Fuck you thought it was.
You thought that card that make a lame-ass nigga fall in love.
Not me, though.
Bitch, you can keep those prom matching hair [Bm] like Craig did Keebo.
Don't tweak, bro.
It's never sweet, oh.
My shooters come for free, so
If [G] one more label try to stop me,
It's gonna [D] be some dread, niggas in your life.
You don't wanna follow when you're following me.
You don't wanna follow when you're following [F#m] me.
[E] [D] Quit laughing and move your another [G] arm.
You don't wanna follow when you're [A] following me.
[Bm] You [D] don't wanna follow when you're following [Bm] me.
You don't [D] wanna follow when you're following me.
You don't wanna follow when you're following [G] me.
[D] [G] [G#] [D]
I ain't puttin' no weed in the blunt, all you do is smoke tobacco
Where the head you get dem from?
You just say he ain't laid dem My niggas chasin' bounty hunters
They gettin' chased by they baby mama My first tap was almost diamond
Got a pocket full of money And a mind full of ideas
Some of this shit may sound weird Inside all the Mayberry
Rap looked like it came out of Ikea Run shit like diarrhea
[G] Bitch yo, no passing [D] I cap it, I'm high capping
[Am] I'm so hype, me and God dabbin' [D] This is my blessing, this is my passion
Schoolin' hard knocks, I took night classes
You don't want no [Bm] problemas With me
[D]
[G] [Bm]
[D]
I got problems [E] bigger than these boys, [D] yeah, my [E] deposits they be on [D] styrofoam, Lord
Free the Carter niggas need the Carter, Sacrificing everything I feel like Jesus Carter
Hold up, I got [Bm] it sold out, my soda poured out, my walls up, I'm flipping [D] those bucks, they doing toe tucks
I roll up, and let the smoke pop, I lay down toes up, hold up, get too choked up, [E] and I think [D] we're all stuck
Move on, put my guns on, they getting that new buns, in the streets my face a coupon, I pussy too warm
All these bitches come and do harm, just bought a new charm, fuck a watch I buy you new arm
You look warm, I'm over loop with the hoes, pretty bitches in the floors, tipping toes around my crib
And they rose, just they rose, half a million is safe, another in the pillow case, Kogi got me moving slower than a caterpillar race
What's wrong with you, what you was thinking, what [A] you thought it was, I just popped my [D] Percocets and only caught [Em] a buzz
[D] And if that label try to stop me, they gonna be some [Bm] crazy, easy fans, but you know you're liable, you're liable
[D]
[F#] [D]
[Em] [D]
[E] [D]
[Bm] [D]
You don't wanna run, you don't wanna run with me, you don't wanna run, you [Em] don't wanna run with me
[D]
[E] [D]
[A] [D]
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You don't want zero problems, big [Bm] fella.
Hey, I said, [D] boy, I'm saying, [F#m] _ [E] I'm saying,
Hey, I said, [D] boy, I'm saying, _ [Bm] I'm saying,
If one more label try to stop me,
It's gonna be some dread, niggas in your life.
_ _ _ [D] _
You don't want no problem with me.
_ You don't want no problem, want no problem with me.
_ Just another day at the pickup for the mail.
They gon' try to ride it through the street,
They [Bm] be like, there they go.
[D] You don't want no problem, want no problem with me.
_ You don't want no problem, want no problem with me.
_ [Em] Just another day at the pickup for the mail.
[Bm] They gon' try to ride it through the street,
They be like, there they [D] go.
Ooh, I be coming for the answers in your ear.
Counting pages while we meeting,
Make them shake my other ear.
Millie Rock is scooping all the blessings of my love.
Bitch, I know you talk to the truth,
You should've never took the nail.
Fuck what we do, what you were thinking,
Fuck you thought it was.
You thought that card that make a lame-ass nigga fall in love.
Not me, though.
Bitch, you can keep those prom matching hair [Bm] like Craig did Keebo.
_ Don't tweak, bro.
It's never sweet, oh. _ _
My shooters come for free, so
If [G] one more label try to stop me,
It's gonna [D] be some dread, niggas in your life.
_ _ You don't wanna follow when you're following me.
You don't wanna follow when you're following [F#m] me.
_ [E] _ [D] Quit _ _ laughing and move your another [G] arm.
You don't wanna follow when you're [A] following me.
[Bm] You [D] don't wanna follow when you're following [Bm] me.
You don't [D] wanna follow when you're following me.
You don't wanna follow when you're following [G] me. _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [G#] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't puttin' no weed in the blunt, all you do is smoke tobacco
Where the head you get dem from?
You just say he ain't laid dem My niggas chasin' bounty hunters
They gettin' chased by they baby mama My first tap was almost diamond
Got a pocket full of money And a mind full of ideas
Some of this shit may sound weird Inside all the Mayberry
Rap looked like it came out of Ikea Run shit like diarrhea
[G] Bitch yo, no passing [D] I cap it, _ I'm high capping
[Am] _ I'm so hype, me and God dabbin' [D] This is my blessing, _ this is my passion
Schoolin' hard knocks, I took night classes
You don't want no [Bm] problemas With me
_ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
I got problems [E] bigger than these boys, [D] yeah, my [E] deposits they be on [D] _ styrofoam, Lord
Free the Carter niggas need the Carter, _ Sacrificing everything I feel like Jesus Carter
Hold up, I got [Bm] it sold out, my soda poured out, my walls up, I'm flipping [D] those bucks, they doing toe tucks
I roll up, and let the smoke pop, I lay down toes up, hold up, get too choked up, [E] and I think [D] we're all stuck
Move on, put my guns on, they getting that new buns, in the streets my face a coupon, I pussy too warm
All these bitches come and do harm, just bought a new charm, fuck a watch I buy you new arm
You look warm, I'm over loop with the hoes, pretty bitches in the floors, tipping toes around my crib
And they rose, just they rose, half a million is safe, another in the pillow case, Kogi got me moving slower than a caterpillar race
What's wrong with you, what you was thinking, what [A] you thought it was, I just popped my [D] Percocets and only caught [Em] a buzz
[D] And if that label try to stop me, they gonna be some [Bm] crazy, easy fans, but you know you're liable, you're liable
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You don't wanna run, you don't wanna run with me, you don't wanna run, you [Em] don't wanna run with me _
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