Chords for Dreamville - Under The Sun ft. J. Cole, DaBaby, Lute (Official Music Video)

[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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If _ _ [E] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ you miss _ _ _ _ me, _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _
and [C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
you _ _ _ [Am] can't _ _ _ _ find [F] _ _ _
_ _ me [C] nowhere. _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _
I just seen [F] it all, oh [C] my [Dm] god. _
I _ [F] _ [C] _ [Dm] just seen it all, oh my [F] god, I swear.
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Fm] Nothing new under the sun, nobody fucking with sun.
I got [F] a couple of sons, a couple of guns.
A couple of niggas that bust up the party and fuck up the fun.
She digging me and I'm cuffing her friend.
She gigging you while we fucking for fun.
I got her sucking her thumb, that my little baby.
She call me daddy like grandmama baby.
If this Sunday dinner, my hand on the gravy.
I been on the craziest waves, if I'm on the stage.
And it was my minimum wage.
This ain't no kennel, but hey.
If niggas was without [C] that bucket, we sitting in a state.
So in a way, we the dog catchers.
I'm in these bullets, so God [F] catch it.
Saw a dog, raw dog fashion.
[Eb] Hard dog, hope God [F] catch it.
I [Dm] _
_ want [C] some _ [Dm] money.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ _
Little bitch, [F] _ [C] too many opps in here.
Tell me who [F] you with.
_ _ Potato over my gun.
I move in silence, cause niggas be clocking my funds.
When they should keep eye on they [C] bitch, cause baby girl coming with son.
Niggas be judging my move, but please tell me what have you done.
My cousin that [E] air out the [F] party for fun.
Pistol grip, get to squeezing.
Wish a nigga [G] would like Liam Neeson.
I don't even need a reason.
Loyalty over cheesing.
[F] Bitch nigga, come and see me.
Put some respect on my [C] name.
What side of my city I claim.
I try to stay out my lane.
Keep my advance and put a Corvus on them [F] fangs.
I'm baiting Florida to the wheelbarrow.
Know some niggas [C] probably pissed [Ab] off.
Who would've thought I made it this far.
Gold [N] mouth bitch, fuck em all.
[F] _ _
_ [Dm] _ What's _ up, [Am] my [Dm] man.
_ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [C] Too many opps in here.
Tell me who you [F] with.
I just put diamonds on all of my teeth.
Now they probably think I ain't intelligent.
In the homicide unit interrogation.
Asking questions you know I ain't telling shit.
Bitches call me a jog all American.
I'm at the top of my class with my letterman.
I remember back in college.
Bitches knocking on my dorm door.
I ain't never let them in.
Now you know that there's cap, no I hit a few.
Ain't [A] no job, I'm selling gas like them Jiffy [C] Lube.
I had a few, used to fuck while boyfriend in class.
I hit her from the back from like [F] 10 to 2.
No back and forth with these rappers.
They mention me dissing me.
No talking back, I won't mention you.
I swear I couldn't put that iron on your ass.
And I did, they gon' want me to snitch in my interview.
I'm on fire bitch, don't admit [Ab] it, but I'm really cool.
Don't acknowledge the source when they ridicule.
They don't [C] come out at the door bitch.
I swim with the sharks.
You ain't got enough [Em] heart, get a bigger pool.
Wanna fight, but he bigger.
I ain't really tripping.
Reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool.
I [Eb] got a Glock with a dick, let's get physical.
They gon' be hollering, I'm ripping.
They missing you.
They got me started, I might as well finish it.
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
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[Dm] I'm _ _ _ [F] _ [C] _ _ [E]
here, [C] tell me who you with.
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