Chords for I'm On 3.0 (Official Video) (feat. T.I., Dave East, Tee Grizzley, Royce Da 5'9", Curren...

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_ Yeah.
Oh, oh, [F] oh, oh, oh.
[E] _ _ [Am]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
This ain't three times the charm, huh?
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_ Yeah, [F] gotcha.
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Yeah, all gas, [Em] fast, livin' like something for [C] speed.
Shit, a classie, now bless him like someone who sneezed.
And I'm only here to give impression, [F] bitch, bitch, amaze squeeze.
[E] Guess the world like I was popped when [Am] nobody believed.
That deceiving, [E] know the truth, but [C] the fuck you was needin'.
Gathered this evening for the one reputation with steam.
Envision me gleaming from the mud, ain't no plenty.
You could see me flingin' around, I'm the one, the one.
[Gm] I'm motivation for the ones who [Am] nobody was feed
Automatic [G] steel, give em the same kick
Started for sideline, now I'm storing [F] in game six
Better make em replay it like they stuck on the same disc
I [Am] give em new, never stretching the same brick
Never the same chick, [G] yeah I'm still on that same shit
Copy a new spot, tryna see where the [F] plane fit
Picture me with a crown next to that where my name sit
Galaxy in the ceiling just [G] to show em [Am] where fame get
In the heart of the jungle, [G] walkin' through the fire
You beat the charge if you shut over the alibi
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Ran a while in the city, no [F] direction
Now we know I get [Dm] out there running [C] my checks
A cellmate, wasn't made for [Em] the military
Get paid, dodge hell in the cemetery
[F] You better read for the star, take your piss, yeah
You let the hater kill your dream, [G] yeah, BS, [Am] yeah, for real
Fill [Em] the backwood with three nicks
V6, cut the [F] coke, remix
We slip the feather, we hit that East Snitch
I'm allergic to broke niggas [Am] in the precinct
Found out my man was [G] hating and we ain't speak sense
Barneys know us, can't add up the [F] paper we spent
Tryna get drunk, I'm talking, I gotta pee, bet
I touched a million, ain't [G] sleep since, on [D] defense
Freedom got [G] me feeling like I'm flown up
Out [Am] of prison, I ain't think that I was blown up
Bunch of young [Dm] rich niggas, home rollies up
Run up on us, watch how quick I lift [C] a toaster up
Money got me feeling [Am] like who can control us
Serving, watching out for the [C] patrollers
[G] We used to play the game, praying on controllers
Seen niggas get [Am] killed, heart [Em] froze up
Picked up [G] them choppers, got [Em] the going up
Soon everything [Am] good, but ain't no ho in us
[Dm] Shit ain't even last, free bro in them
In Chicago, [C] I'm home, that's on four in them
Now I'm thinking [Am] right, cause I see I can make it
Saw the fam struggling, [Em] I couldn't take it
You got it off the mud, I got it off the pavement
I used to miss payments, got the title, dare you try to take [C] it
Triple [G] OG, never went out fishing or [C] living gold free
Never rid of dope, I been out getting this is 03
Every little red sitting, every dividend
Has been counted in the quiet, [Em] village it
Legal and been with the [C] code
Hold it in December in the winter [F] cold
Look, I been out giving cankers and clothes
To the children, all 34, real [Em] nigga on
I could put [G] you on like socks, put you on like my watch
[F] Put you on the block, you can get that off
Put you on the right line, you can [Am] get that caught
Put you on like a fitted, [Em] put you on in my city
[C] Got the stars in [F] the ceiling, that's the rate
Got the top in the trunk, that's a don't
I could give it to a nigga either [Am] way, cause I'm on Hell
[G] I'm on, _ [C] I'm on, _ _ _ _ I'm on, [D] [G] I'm [C] on, _ _ _ _ I'm on
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Waking up, feeling good, rolling through [Am] the neighborhood
Do or die, every day I lead them in a different way
I don't take no mess, get it off of my chest
I'ma be dressed to [G] impress, no stress
Fresh off the east side, [Am] Trey called me up and said
Unc, I'ma need you on [Em] the east side
So I came through, I might check one too
I getting real funky, kinda smell [F] like manure
8 cars, 8 stars, return to the Mac with these hot 8 bars
Flip through it, dip through it
[G] This is the shit that'll make you get [Am] to it
Break down, give [Em] it up, pour it up
Now drink it up, roll it up, [F] light it up
How you feel, y'all?
See you in high [Em] definition with a motherfuckin' [C] real dog
And every [Em] day I'm on, and if I wasn't, [C] then why would I say I'm [F] on?
Get a M and get low, that's the Dre I'm on
Get a B in [C] blue, that's the Jay I'm [Am] on
They on sidelines, watching what [Em] play I'm on
I call a audible, [C] that's what a baller do
They keep asking me, is there more to do?
[Am] Well, ain't water wet, well then there's more to get
To my shorty set, and his [G] shorty set
This game ain't [C] over, there's more quarters [F] left
I gotta rep my city, do it for the set
I gotta talk my shit [Am] until I'm short of breath
Cause the world is full of niggas tryna [G] off your own switch
Tryna find a [Am] place that your cough and gong fit
Me and my niggas on some confidant shit
And we ain't really feeling that [G] off and on shit, I'm on
Tasting paper, staring at the casket
Wasn't [Am] stunned until they froze all the assets
Killers at your [Dm] neck till you [C] cut a check
You talking about the money, nigga, where's Seth?
Won't [Am] cough for my dogs, do it for the cause
Right back at the bar, nigga, [G] inshallah
Grand on my knees, do it for the key
Do it for the [Am] team, or I'ma let it be
They thought I was done, but really [G] I ain't even stressing
I came, just [C] look at all the dough I got invested
It bank, two [F] years and two billion dollar exits
And [C] now your relevance ain't looking that impressive
It ain't, so [Em] glad we ain't gotta chase relevance
[Am] And now I'd like to thank the dead [C] presidents
For not living forever ever, forever ever
For all of them that passed, I've been [Am] getting paid ever since
We okay, still [G] paying, still stacking it
We gon' [C] stay, core side, that's [F] accurate
We gon' take the White House and get back in it
They [Dm] try to turn us [Am] into the village like Colin Kaepernick
But it's okay, got them [Em] city needs saving
They'll fight [C] back, but I'ma shock them like Raiden
I don't fold, I don't quit, don't cave in
Your worst nightmare, Freddy [Em] Krueger, Wes Craven
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I don't really think he [C] needs any coaching
The weather's getting hot, easy season [G] approaching
Came up and [C] everybody sees the devotion
I put the work in, I [Am] cause a commotion
Whenever I'm in public, [Em] modern day Elvis
Hoes at my shows wanting selfies
[F] Made it here and ain't nobody helped us
[Am] Now I'm on a path to be great
So they say that's what everybody tells us
You know, freeze knee [G] deep in the dope game
If I had two guns up, then they was [F] both eagle
Saturday morning, [Dm] I'm watching Soul Train
Ain't left over food, [Am] low me
Now I'm playing base, [G] couple juice bars
I'm on now, no kids to [F] stand straight
Told Trey I'm the truth like his name is
Show you what pain is, I'll [G] tell you what [C] game is
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I'm a hawk, [Dm] life and death situations in case I gotta [G] pop
[Am] I made a promise to the Lord that I'ma keep [G] it funky
Never switch, never [C] sell my soul for money
I [F] always been for right, maybe that's what's wrong
Now [C] I'm on like the most twisted song
Since a teen, I was doing [G] my thing, magazine
On the [Am] 1300 block, we had a machine
I had a quarter [F] meal at the age of 19
In the kitchen, cooking birdies with [Am] no wings
The best rappers come from the gravel to slums
[G] Empty ragu, spaghetti, sauce jars, rocking up [Em] crumbs
[F] It ain't easy being on for 30 years to see the glitter and glamour
But not the blood, sweat and [Am] tears
I'm an old ass youngster, bro, I'm a [G] vet
Stick with the record selling cassettes before the internet
[F] I never made a mixtape in my life
But one day I'ma do it for my [G] fans, the people that saved my life I'm on
I'm [C] _ on, _ [G] I'm on
[C] I'm on, _ [Am] I'm on
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[F] I'm on, _ [Cm] _ _ [N] _
I'm on
I'm on, I'm on On that On that
Hey, damn, baby, what is this?
No, baby, that's_
You ain't catch it, damn.
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