Drake - First Person Shooter ft. J. Cole Chords

_ _ [C#m] _ _ [D] They're on me.
I'm getting cooked.
[C#m] Check my six.
[D] Check my six.
[C] _ Fuck! _ _
_ _ _ [B] Hello?
No, no, no, no.
Everything's good here.
Everybody's working, working hard.
Nobody has left their desks all day.
I've been keeping an eye on them.
Thank you.
Thank you, sir. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [D] Alright, I'm [C#m] back.
_ [D] First person shooter mode.
We [C#m] turning your sound into a funeral.
Tell them niggas to [D] say they want office.
You better be talking about [C#m] working in cubicles.
Yeah, them boys had a lot, but [D] I knew the code.
A lot of niggas debating my numero.
Not the three, not the two, I'm a UNO.
Yeah.
[D] _ [C#m] Numero, UNO.
Me and Jizzy, this shit [D] like the Super [C#m] Bowl.
Man, this shit done the biggest [D] of_
[C#m] Biggest of [D] what?
Biggest of what?
[C#m] Biggest of [D] what?
[C#m] Biggest of Super Bowl.
But the difference is, [D] it's just two [C#m] guys playing shit that they did in the [D] studio.
[C#m] Niggas usually send their verses back [D] to me and they be tearing books like a two-year [C#m]-old.
I love a dinner with [D] some fine women [C#m] when they start debating about who the gold.
I'm like, go ahead, [D] say it [C#m] then.
Who the gold?
[D] Who the gold?
[C#m] Who the gold?
Who the gold?
Who you bitches really rooting for?
Like a kid at half average, [D] you ain't wearing [C#m] no VEMA, nigga.
It's just you and Carl.
Biggest [D] of what?
[C#m] Biggest of [D] what?
Biggest of what?
[C#m] Biggest of Super Bowl.
Niggas so thirsty to [C#] put me in beef.
I said that my words and start looking [C#m] too deep.
I look at the tweets and [C#] start sucking my [C#m] teeth.
I'm letting it rock cause I [D] love the mystique.
[C#m] I still wanna give me a song, who I be.
Can't trust everything that you saw on IG.
Just know if I diss you, I make [C#] sure you know that I hit you like I'm [C#m] on your call ID.
I'm naming the album [C#] The Fall Off.
It's [C#m] pretty ironic cause it ain't no [D] follow for me.
[C#m] Still in this bitch getting bigger.
They waiting on a kid to come drop like a father to be.
Love when they argue the [D] hardest MC.
[C#m] Is it K-Dot?
Is it Avri or me?
We the big three like [D] we started to [C#m] leave.
But right now I feel like Muhammad Ali. _ _
[C#] Yeah, Muhammad Ali.
[C#m] The one that they call when this shit [B] ain't connecting.
No more feel like I got a job in [C#m] IT.
Rhyming with me is [D] the biggest mistake.
[C#m] The Spider-Man meme is me looking at Drake.
It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons.
We got them attending you.
Wait.
Hey, how the gang got away from the bars?
Man, this shit like a prison escape.
Everybody step is with [D] fucking it.
[C#m] Everybody breakfast and I'm about to clear my plate. _
When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster.
The goat with the golden pen.
The top-toucher.
The spot-rusher.
Spray this whole shit up.
The crop-duster.
[D] Not [C#m] Russia, but apply pressure to your cranium.
Calls automatic when aiming on with the boy in the status of stadium.
Nigga.
_ _ [D] _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ [Em] _
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_ _ _ _ _ I'm bout to. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[Em] I'm bout to click out on this shit.
I'm bout to click.
I'm bout to click out on this shit.
I'm bout to click.
I'm down to click out on you hoes and make a crime scene.
I click the trigger on a state like a high beam.
And I would bend the wheel when I was 19.
She called my number, leave her hanging.
She [E] got dry clean.
She got [Em] an Android.
Her messages is lime green.
I search one name and end up seeing 20 teams.
Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine.
Man, I pack them in this phone like some sardines.
And they send me letters.
This is a small thing.
You niggas still taking pictures on a golf stream.
My youngest Richard and you rappers in they all stream.
I really hate that you been selling them some false dreams.
Man, if your pub was up for sale, I'd buy the whole thing.
Would they ever give me flowers?
Well, of course not.
I don't wanna hear they talk.
Cause it's a sore spot.
They know the boy the one that got a boycott.
So, Jimmy, Jim, I use a Grammy as a doorstop.
Girl, give me some here because I need it.
And if I fuck with you, that after I might eat it.
Niggas talking about when this gonna be repeated.
What the fuck, bro?
I'm one away from Michael.
Nigga, beat it.
Nigga, beat it.
Nigga, beat [B] it.
Nigga, beat [Em] it.
Beat it.
Nigga, beat it. _
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Nigga, beat it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ [N] _ _