Chords for Dreamville - Revenge ft. Ari Lennox, Childish Major, EARTHGANG, Lute, Omen, REASON (Official Audio)

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_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [A] I'm gonna [C#m] find that lost soul in Atlanta shape shifters and trolls.
How did I get here?
My magic [D] carpet unraveled.
You scroll through all the channels with your [Bm] fraudulent financials.
Blame your mama cause you started with her standards.
[A] We gonna pray on that.
Always had my float.
I used to lay on [F#] that.
You can say face to [D] face facts.
You know long story short, I'm a real man.
Make your [F#m] way on back.
You can't escape what you attract [Bm] or what you say or ask.
Please don't [A] overthink on that.
Like, like, like, like, like.
Who gonna [C#m] find her love?
Boy, how can I say she fall for him?
Them whispers get lost in breezes.
God done whisper [D] me.
He called for me.
CBS hiring and when you drop your [Bm] application, get some hoes from you.
Coughing hard [F#] but ain't no need to get [A] that coughing for me.
Ain't nothing serious, [B] just it's cold and all the niggas on new levels got through.
Locks won't pass the coals.
[F#m] I should've, quick city but no bitch [Bm] on my roads.
I'm on my way.
On [B] that bitch doe, came front on my billfold, [F#m] sittin' on gold _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] I used to look down on myself, like, what am I missin'?
[G] Now I go to the bank, now they talk to [Bm] me different
Can you split that in twenties, hunnids, a [G#] couple fifties?
I used to [F#m] get curved, now bitches DM they titties
Old friends turn to foes, can't bring fuck niggas with me, like
Fuck it, I'm ready to go, niggas be [D] actin' like hoes
Bitches be tryin' to get chose, that's just the way that shit go
You can't [Bm] complain if you broke, get you some money and coats
I got some money with [D] goats
[A] I know I ain't perfect, barely worth it
[E] Been an asshole lately, but not on purpose
[Bm] Shit be on my mind
I look around like, damn, ain't [G#] nobody on my side
But never question if [A] I'm down to ride
[C#m] Tripped the hurdle, but the ground I walk [F#] is fertile
Give you classic quotes just for kids like Virgil
[Bm] Look who in my circle, the ones that knew me when the nights was hurtful
Wins I got a ton, like [A] Churchill
But what about the losses overcome?
I [F#] wasn't Oprah, [B] son
Round my way, they holdin' guns, I'm more like Robeson
I'm not a shooter
[F#m] All I did was [Bm] show love, like the Kama [F#m] Sutra
I was tryin' to find what's true, I coulda looked inside the mirror
Tryin' to climb out my dilemmas
In a land of splendor, glamour, and some damaged women
Strappin' up, strappin' up, can't do no gamblin' with em
Shootin' high percentage, I been changin' my agenda
[A] Finally came up out my shelf, I ain't have no master splinter
[Em] Became the top chef, [B] this another classic dinner
I [F#m] fell down, came back, now that's a natural winner
[Bm] Never could I pretend, [F#m] nor ever would I surrender Yeah
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_ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ Look, [C#m] I been speakin' for the misguided sons and the dead fathers
As I walk through [F#m] the shadow of death where we tread waters
Paint pictures of the stories forgotten, them dead authors
It's blood gettin' [A] mixed with that paint, so we dead [B] artists
He told me, nigga, you better slide, you ain't said [Am] nada
Them niggas took my nigga, so fuck it, this land [Bm] calmer
Struggled to pull the [A] trigger as I did at Tears [G#] Fallin'
Cause I know I let my mama down, [F#m] she done raised dollars
She gave everything she had to keep our world straight
We ain't even have no room to have our own space
Look, I gave everything I had to make my own way
And in three seconds, I made a decision to let this [A] clip off
This ain't even related to some shit I had to [G] get off
Repetition how we make decisions
[Bm] Cause my brother drew a life
And the [A] judge done told him he would never [G] get off
A struggle like [F#m] hand-me-downs, nigga, one-size-fits-all
Woke up sweatin', panic with deep abruptin'
Goin' through deep depression, wonderin' why I chose to live
In a way where my freedom indecisive, it's on the fence
When I been blessed with [D] rappin', no wonder they call it [A] gifts
Got up from that bed, picked up the phone like, what'd I [G] miss?
Got a call from some dreamers, said that they [Bm] was out for revenge
Excited, then I [A] thought about it, and started [G#] cryin'
Cause a year ago, my [F#m] cousin was killed, searchin' for his, yeah
Yeah
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