Chords for Future - Just Like Bruddas [Official Video]

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_ I got [F] kids in slavery Europe. _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] Ah, that boy Steezy.
_ [A] He's big.
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He's all of Mexico, Iran, nigga, that's the Europe.
[Dm] I'm chewing on bars when they call you barbarian.
All I see is stars fly bitch, I'm from Maryland.
Miley, I'm found in the center, not the staff [F] room.
Cooking up dough, got more fish than an aquarium.
[Dm] Rated up and polled for a three-man president.
I'm counting up the chum while I'm counting up these [Dm] presidents.
Slide down on the new diva that we [F] about.
Ride around with a two-liter, I'm so [Dm] cold.
Two city plushies, racks in the [F] bump.
I feel goons in the cut, I treat them just like brothers.
Treat them just like brothers, treat them just like brothers.
Feel goons in the cut, treat them just like brothers.
Chewing on [F] the bars when we call them barbarian.
_ I'm on my way to Mars, got the stars in [Dm] the ceiling.
I'm down south, just bar with the new chopper city.
[F] With the new chopper city, with the new chopper city.
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Free BG. _ _ _ _ _
Burn to my young and we gon' dump [Dm] on you. _
That dirty money, I can smell the [F] gunpowder. _
That's dirty money, I can smell the [Dm] gunpowder.
And got this hoodie with his hand in his right [F] pocket.
And you gotta watch out, all the lights [Dm] out. _
Lights out.
Hot white mirror, Eddie [F] Bowie, and I went and got it poppin'.
And I let the bullets [Dm] shot when you in the long bars.
And they call you [F] barbarian.
All I see is dark slide, bitch, I'm from [Dm] Maryland.
Money on fire in the city, not the time [F] for cookin' no joke.
Got more fish than a crib.
[Dm] _ Vetted up and posed for a [F] free van president.
I'm countin' up the chow while I'm countin' up these [Dm] residents.
Slide down on the new Diva, that's what we [F] about.
Ride around with a two liter, I'm so [Dm] pro'd up.
Two city plush, few racks in [F] the box.
I feel goals in the car, I treat it just like brothers.
[Dm] Treat it just like brothers, treat it just like brothers.
[F] Feel goals in the car, treat it just like brothers.
R2 millis gram, I [F] forgot about my ex, bro.
Stand with the gas, fill my blinds, I was [Dm] petrol.
Pop a couple double G's and dine it [A] with some exile.
[F] _ Trippin' out these bars, you forgot when you was dead, bro.
Style forza mola, yeah, style forza mola.
Half a million dollars on the rim, takin' 30 [Dm] cents.
Damn, five Xanders and I pray I wake up and [F] forget.
Hoppin' with the gang, cause they love me how I am.
[Dm] Shit ain't been the same, they talkin' bout me on the gram.
[F] They say I turn my back on my baby mama, I'm on the [Dm] tabs.
In my hood, lookin' up to me, I love them niggas, they'll.
[F] Even in the after, like when I interrupted, me laugh.
[Dm] Yeah, they're chewing on bars, and they call me [F] Barbarian.
All I see is stars, slavs, bitch, I'm from Maryland.
[Dm] Miley on fire, when I'm sittin' at the top [F] floor.
Cookin' up dough, got more fish than a [Dm] person.
Vented out a post for a free man [F] president.
I'm countin' up the tow, while I'm countin' up these [Dm] presidents.
Slide down on the new Diva, that's what we [F] about.
Ridin' round with a two liter, I'm so [Dm] floated.
Two city [F] plush, a few racks in the bunk.
A few guns in the cut, I treat em' just like brothers.
[Dm] Treat em' just like brothers, treat em' just like brothers.
[F] A few guns in the cut, I treat em' just like brothers.
He got a hoodie with his hand in my [F] backpack.
And he got a wide shot on his [Dm] lifestyle. _ _
Lifestyle, hot wife, yeah, and [F] his power.
And _ I'm rappin', and I let em' with [Dm] the shower.
And I let [G] em' _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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