Chords for EST Gee - Ball Forever [Official Music Video]

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_ _ _ I done been a full soldier [F] general and a finish man, show you how to make a hundred G's,
be in the middle, running around the corner, street nigga who rap bout what he really feel,
niggas talk but never sleer, can't catch him but get his fam, niggas wake up smoking, fuck
they bitch and play the internet, telling y'all a different story, we know what it really
is, shame these niggas laying with what they bitch and don't take care of their kids, hating
don't phase me, I was trapped from getting sick of seeing, I just got the low from your
lil hoe, I'm finna send a million, my lil niggas Navy SEALs, I ain't need no bank bills,
I ain't [Fm] made no money off my music, I got poker skills, why I can't quit taking pills,
these yo man with me from kills, all niggas heard my voice and heard that noise, I know
it don't get chills, just a coach who play the field, I motivate the school to learn
the stuff, don't throw it up [F] if you don't bang for it, bang coach, it started with my
blood, so take no blame for it, blood damage on me, I pay pain, boy, nice bulls eyes don't
ask me what I'm paying for, ask Basie if I love you, you can know whatever, I sold my
soul back in September, we gon' rob whatever, I [C] passed that load out to my niggas, we gon'
borrow whatever, I made a promise not to play if we come back, if I quit rapping I still
got a whole house I can serve at, I'm the team captain, spinning forward high, but it
turned out, water boys hit all of y'all whores, sweating this perk out, I was really trying
to get the north first, but it ain't working out, riding through, with a clean blow, singing
to the lord, devil calling, I don't hit ignore, I'm like what you doing, trying to score,
you too short, but you gon' do it, only one of us gon' make it out alive, tell a story,
if we let you over here with us, then you can't never switch sides, _ _ _ _ _
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[D] _ [Eb] _ _ [F] Bad boy hit a juice slide out the window, let that stick ride, I'ma give him all blues
to you like we got cryptized, he knew he was wrong when I caught on, he tried to kick ride,
40 on the opp, we call him Sean Kemp, feds pick up my folder, I ain't folding, nigga
fool or what, rappers can't compare they self to me if they ain't sold a brick, I got windows
comfy, with that stick you gotta show the grip, _ [C] don't throw it up if you don't pay for it,
I'ma be a bank coach, it started with my brother, take the blame for it, blood, diamonds on me,
I pay paint for it, cold nights, bulls eyes, don't ask me what I'm paying for it, ain't
no question if I love you, we can know whatever, I sold my soul back in September, we gon'
ball forever, I passed that load out to my niggas, we gon' ball forever, I made a promise
not to play if we can't buy the game, _ _
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