Chords for Isaiah Rashad - Brenda

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Isaiah Rashad - Brenda chords
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[Fm] I got two cigarettes, tell my last name, my clock here for the check but I don't wanna go.
[C] I [Fm] got two cigarettes, [C] tell my last name, my clock here for the check [Fm] but I don't wanna go.
[F] She said you, [Cm] you [Bbm] can't save her now.
[Cm] You, you [Bbm] can't save her now.
[Cm] You, you [Bbm] can't save her now.
I [F] mix a gallon of the gallon and a gallon of that down in the O'Neal sign for the [Bbm] memory,
for the energy, for the tenancy.
Fam call work, I'll work [Fm] just to visit me.
I bought an [F] ounce, fuck with you.
He don't take no hand out, he don't take no hand [Bbm] out.
Remember what my papa told me, remember what my papa told me.
Trust in [Cm] what, trust in ya, my inward.
My friend up, match to the run [Eb] livin', so timid.
Our owners, dog gone and they would [Bb] laugh at the small moments.
[Cm] Ain't call owners but, like, who had you real bad then?
Who dropped you at that bitch house?
Like, like back [Db] when we was little, I was just an instrumental.
Now I'm [Eb] Malcolm in a million.
We talking [F] about a billion.
We talking about our feelings.
We kept it more than realest.
And look [Bbm] at how the path can took you for the rap then.
We just give your all to the [F] world, the word, word, and left hurt.
And what's worse, she too tired to talk, lately your [Bbm] thumbs hurt.
We miss loving six, Bridget your son's birth.
[Eb] 21 hurts, say quote, by 20, [Cm] what?
What?
You, you [Bbm] can't save them all.
[Eb] You,
[Cm] you, you, you, you, you, you [Bbm] can't save them all.
[Cm] You, [F] you, you, [Cm] you, you, you [Bbm] can't save them all.
[Cm] I write pissed ass living.
[F] Fuck that shit.
Fuck, fuck, Carl Sennels.
Fuck, is this [C] really growing up, my nigga?
[Bbm] Tax on your motherfucking nuts, my nigga.
1025, [F] what the fuck can a nigga do at 1025?
Plus your weed habit, plus my weed habit, and your [Bb] weed habit.
For free giving, we living with a weed daddy.
Two kids, mix that booze in with that [Cm] boom bap.
You rap like you need money, like you don't love this.
My shit, shoot up your jewelry before you [Bbm] juice this.
Pour out, lick on my dickhead like ain't it gorgeous.
For those that can't afford this, [F] it be like I got, I got, I got my own world.
I got [Eb] my own [Bbm] mind.
Daydreaming for a lunch break for my son's sake.
On the run for [Ab] the fun sake.
I clock in for the check, but I [Db] don't wanna go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Fm] yeah.
On the run, I got [Cm] two cigarettes and my last name.
I [Fm] clock in for the check, but I [Bbm] don't wanna go.
Yeah, yeah, [Cm] yeah, yeah.
You, [Cm] you [Bbm] can't say what I [Bb] do.
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Fm
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Bbm
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] I got two cigarettes, tell my last name, my clock here for the check but I don't wanna go.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] I [Fm] got two cigarettes, [C] tell my last name, my clock here for the check [Fm] but I don't wanna go.
_ _ _ [F] _ She said you, _ _ _ [Cm] _ you [Bbm] can't save her now. _ _ _ _
[Cm] You, _ _ _ you [Bbm] can't save her now. _ _ _ _
[Cm] _ You, _ _ _ you [Bbm] can't save her now.
_ _ I [F] mix a gallon of the gallon and a gallon of that down in the O'Neal sign for the [Bbm] memory,
for the energy, for the tenancy.
Fam call work, I'll work [Fm] just to visit me.
I bought an [F] ounce, fuck with you.
He don't take no hand out, he don't take no hand [Bbm] out.
Remember what my papa told me, remember what my papa told me.
Trust in [Cm] what, trust in ya, my inward.
My friend up, match to the run [Eb] livin', so timid.
Our owners, dog gone and they would [Bb] laugh at the small moments.
[Cm] Ain't call owners but, like, who had you real bad then?
Who dropped you at that bitch house?
Like, like back [Db] when we was little, I was just an instrumental.
Now I'm [Eb] Malcolm in a million.
We talking [F] about a billion.
We talking about our feelings.
We kept it more than realest.
And look [Bbm] at how the path can took you for the rap then.
We just give your all to the [F] world, the word, word, and left hurt.
_ And what's worse, she too tired to talk, lately your [Bbm] thumbs hurt.
We miss loving six, Bridget your son's birth.
[Eb] 21 hurts, say quote, by 20, [Cm] what?
What?
_ _ You, you [Bbm] can't save them all.
_ [Eb] You, _ _
[Cm] _ you, you, you, you, you, you [Bbm] can't save them all. _ _ _ _ _
[Cm] You, [F] you, you, [Cm] you, you, you [Bbm] can't save them all. _ _ _ _
[Cm] I write pissed ass living.
[F] Fuck that shit.
Fuck, fuck, Carl Sennels.
Fuck, is this [C] really growing up, my nigga?
[Bbm] Tax on your motherfucking nuts, my nigga.
1025, [F] what the fuck can a nigga do at 1025?
Plus your weed habit, plus my weed habit, and your [Bb] weed habit.
For free giving, we living with a weed daddy.
Two kids, mix that booze in with that [Cm] boom bap.
You rap like you need money, like you don't love this.
My shit, shoot up your jewelry before you [Bbm] juice this.
Pour out, lick on my dickhead like ain't it gorgeous.
For those that can't afford this, [F] it be like I got, I got, I got my own world.
I got [Eb] my own [Bbm] mind.
Daydreaming for a lunch break for my son's sake.
On the run for [Ab] the fun sake.
_ I clock in for the check, but I [Db] don't wanna go.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, [Fm] yeah.
On the run, I got [Cm] two cigarettes and my last name.
I [Fm] clock in for the check, but I [Bbm] don't wanna go.
_ _ _ Yeah, yeah, [Cm] yeah, yeah.
You, _ [Cm] _ _ _ you [Bbm] can't say what I [Bb] do.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _