Chords for Ivan Ave - The Circle (prod. Mndsgn)

Tempo:
174.15 bpm
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Ebm

F

Eb

Dbm

Abm

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Ivan Ave - The Circle (prod. Mndsgn) chords
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[Ab]
[Ebm] It's a fun thing to buy, [Eb] like, ayy, uh, itty-o -dotty, yo, it's gone, [Ebm] uh
Tell me rumblin' for money, [F] bros, uh My hands lookin' for somethin' to [Ebm] hold, uh
My mind runnin' like butter [F] on toast [Eb] I'm gettin' heated like a lung full of smoke, like, yo
[Ebm] [Ab] Yo, on a day [F]-to-day, I'm still tryin' to mold this paper [Ebm] mache
Tryin' to offer you my brain with all the shapes that I make
[Cm] I'm glad you're stayin' in the Bronx, [Eb] where the waste of crayons [Ebm] I've been
Tryin' to get it like I'm dimmin' the lights [F] low
Keep my soul, but still fill up this pie hole
[Ebm] I see them ride those rides to the end station, go ahead [Cm] and chase it
I know this shit moves like a psychos, [Dbm] I'm good
Yeah, [B] I don't really fuck with triangles no more, [Dbm] [Ebm] nah
I don't really fuck with rectangles either
[E] I [Abm] don't fuck with [Gb] hexagons either
[Abm] [Ebm] Don't try to work X, it's enough, just work in a circle, circle
She's such a beautiful [F] problem, uh
Drew me for a loop, to be [Ebm] honest, yo
This phone feelin' like a tumor in [F] my pocket, I'ma get up on the roof and drop it
[Ebm]
Shit was everything, now it's nothin' at all
[F] Yeah, I'm this [F] stupid, not enough to call
Now I'm lookin' [B] back on it, tryin' to put together the parts
The [F] equation of where we started, where we are is a circle
[Ebm]
[Ab] Hittin' for a Pavlovian, shorty tried to [F] conquer like Napoleon
My guards low off of [Ebm] the pony, bitch, talkin' all that Zodiac [Gb] jazz
I'm like, [C] I'm like, lover, I don't know about [Eb] that shit
[Gb] In [Eb] fact, I don't really know Jack [F] like Nicholson
I [Ebm] just came through, swingin' my axe, tryin' to get intimate
Through the feel of the flesh, [Ab] soon [Eb] as I get some real feelings, I jet
[Dbm] Circle, [Eb] yeah, [Ebm]
I don't really fuck with triangles no more, [Dbm] [Eb] nah
I
[Ebm] don't really fuck with rectangles [Abm] either, nah
I don't fuck with hectic godseedin', [Dbm] I'm [Ebm] done tryin' to work the angles
It's enough just workin' in circles, circles
Tell me rumblin' for [F] money, bros, my hands lookin' for sun [Abm] to hold
My mind runnin' like butter [F] on [Eb] toast, I'm sittin' back and comfortable like [Abm] yo
I'm done with a decade of payin' [F] rent late, uh
My [Ebm] buns dried up, but I kept the pens framed
Now I'm pendin' these babies to get [Ab] paid
[F] Penetratin' the game, [Eb] brought my shot, hey
[Ebm] So if you play this in the fall, what's up?
[F] I know the summer [Eb] wasn't long enough, like, what the fuck?
[B] But yeah, everything come around, we can shut it [F] down
[Eb] My circle keep it 100,000, you chew a [Dbm] eye, what's good?
[Ebm] Yeah, I don't really fuck with triangles no [Dbm] more, [Abm] nah
[Ebm]
I don't really fuck with rectangles [Abm] either, nah
I don't fuck with [Ebm] hectic [E] godseedin', I'm done [Ebm] tryin' to work the angles
It's enough just workin' in circles, [Dbm] circles, [Ebm] circles
Circles, circles
[Dbm] [Ebm]
[Abm]
[Dbm] [B]
[Ebm] [N]
Key:  
Ebm
13421116
F
134211111
Eb
12341116
Dbm
13421114
Abm
123111114
Ebm
13421116
F
134211111
Eb
12341116
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ It's a fun thing to buy, [Eb] like, ayy, uh, itty-o _ -dotty, yo, it's gone, [Ebm] uh
Tell me rumblin' for money, [F] bros, uh My hands lookin' for somethin' to [Ebm] hold, uh
My mind runnin' like butter [F] on toast [Eb] I'm gettin' heated like a lung full of smoke, like, yo
[Ebm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ Yo, on a day [F]-to-day, I'm still tryin' to mold this paper [Ebm] mache
Tryin' to offer you my brain with all the shapes that I make
[Cm] I'm glad you're stayin' in the Bronx, [Eb] where the waste of crayons [Ebm] I've been
Tryin' to get it like I'm dimmin' the lights [F] low
Keep my soul, but still fill up this pie hole
[Ebm] I see them ride those rides to the end station, go ahead [Cm] and chase it
I know this shit moves like a psychos, [Dbm] I'm good _ _ _ _ _
Yeah, [B] I don't really fuck with triangles no more, [Dbm] _ _ _ [Ebm] nah _ _ _
_ I don't really fuck with rectangles either
[E] I _ [Abm] don't _ _ _ _ _ _ _ fuck with [Gb] hexagons either
[Abm] _ _ _ [Ebm] Don't try to work X, it's enough, just work in a circle, circle
_ _ _ _ She's such a beautiful [F] problem, uh
Drew me for a loop, to be [Ebm] honest, yo
This phone feelin' like a tumor in [F] my pocket, I'ma get up on the roof and drop it
[Ebm] _
Shit was everything, now it's nothin' at all
[F] Yeah, I'm this [F] stupid, not enough to call
Now I'm lookin' [B] back on it, tryin' to put together the parts
The [F] equation of where we started, where we are is a circle
[Ebm] _ _
[Ab] Hittin' for a Pavlovian, shorty tried to [F] conquer like Napoleon
My guards low off of [Ebm] the pony, bitch, talkin' all that Zodiac [Gb] jazz
I'm like, [C] I'm like, lover, I don't know about [Eb] that shit
[Gb] In [Eb] fact, _ _ I don't really know Jack [F] like Nicholson
I [Ebm] just came through, swingin' my axe, tryin' to get intimate
Through the feel of the flesh, [Ab] soon [Eb] as I get some real feelings, I jet _
[Dbm] _ _ Circle, [Eb] yeah, _ [Ebm] _ _
I don't really fuck with triangles no more, [Dbm] _ _ _ [Eb] nah
I _ _
_ [Ebm] don't really fuck with rectangles [Abm] either, _ _ nah _ _ _
_ I don't fuck with hectic _ godseedin', [Dbm] _ I'm [Ebm] done tryin' to work the angles
It's enough just workin' in circles, _ circles
_ _ _ Tell me rumblin' for [F] money, bros, _ my hands lookin' for sun [Abm] to hold
_ My mind runnin' like butter [F] on [Eb] toast, I'm sittin' back and comfortable like [Abm] _ yo
I'm done with a decade of payin' [F] rent late, uh
My [Ebm] buns dried up, but I kept the pens framed
Now I'm pendin' these babies to get [Ab] paid
[F] _ Penetratin' the game, [Eb] brought my shot, hey
[Ebm] _ So if you play this in the fall, what's up?
[F] I know the summer [Eb] wasn't long enough, like, what the fuck?
[B] But yeah, everything come around, we can shut it [F] down
[Eb] My circle keep it 100,000, you chew a [Dbm] eye, what's good?
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ Yeah, I don't really fuck with triangles no [Dbm] more, _ _ _ [Abm] nah
_ [Ebm] _
_ I don't really fuck with rectangles [Abm] either, _ _ nah _ _ _
_ I don't fuck with [Ebm] hectic _ [E] godseedin', _ I'm done [Ebm] tryin' to work the angles
It's enough just workin' in circles, _ [Dbm] circles, _ _ [Ebm] circles _ _ _
Circles, _ _ circles _ _
[Dbm] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dbm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _

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