Chords for Joyner Lucas - Winter Blues (508)-507-2209

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I'ma feel [C] so loose, I'ma buy the pop shit [G] What's a man [C] to do when he's out of options?
[G] I ain't wanna do it but it's_
_ [Eb] Oh _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ no no no no no no _ _ Oh no no no no no no _ _
Oh no no no no no no _ [Gm] _
No no [C] no no [D] no no
I said give me that, give [Bb] me that, give me that, give me that
You ain't heard what I said, nigga
One that, [C] one that, one that, one that You heard what I said, I said, [Gm] yeah
Oh no no [Bb] no no no no _ [Gm] Oh no [C] no no no no no
[Gm] I [Cm] remember everything was different When I [C] tried to get a job and make [D] some money
I was living on the street [C] I walked a lot of miles and nobody was hiring
I had to stand in line if I would get [G] something to eat
Cause I ain't had no [Gm] homies and my girl depended on me
Every night that we were [D] lonely and I couldn't get no sleep
Cause I was [Gm] plottin' on anybody I seen I [C] was gettin' money
You got it, I need it, sorry, you're a leader more than [G] me, a bitch
I'm tired of this struggle, duckin' and dodgin'
[Cm] I'm puttin' up a wonder if God ever hear the prayers I [D] sent
Cause every time [G] I got a new hustle, the shit that got [Cm] me in trouble
You don't know how many fuckin' tales [G] I shit
Well, fuckin', I'm lettin' loose, and they told me don't bend [Cm] the rules
This is my winter blues, you [Gbm] don't know what I'm finna do
Anything [G] necessary to make it up in the news
And I'm [Cm] takin' every [G] motherfuckin' thing that I pick and choose
And I'm done with all the beggin', I'm past that
All I did was get laughed at
You can go [Eb] backtrack, but you'll never get cash [Gm] back
And they told me I'm half black, but I'm white as a [Cm] lab rat
With a mic and a gas [D] mask, and a light meal trash hat
So I might get the [Gm] last laugh, gotta fight a [Eb] few backstabs
I'ma take your backpack, and my life is a jab dab
I'ma fight like [Gm] a Mad Max for the night, but the- yeah, yeah
You know- you know what the [G] fuck I'm talkin' about
Listen, I don't give a fuck about your feelings
You don't have any ideas, it's what I had to do to get what I want
All [Eb] I wanted was to make a decent living
I can't even count on no [D] more fingers, how much shit that I love?
_ [Eb] Nigga, this is my [C] job
_ These are my thugs
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I ain't never had shit, [D] but for now you better give me what's [Gm] yours _
_ Demo feel so loose, [C] I'ma buy the pouch
[G] What's a [C] man to do when he's [Bb] outta options?
[Gm] I ain't [Cm] wanna do it, but it's-
Shh, be quiet
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_ _ _ _ [Gm] _ Oh no, no, no, no, no, no
_ [G] _ _ Oh no, no, no, no, no, no _ _
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no _ _
[Gm] No, no, [C] no, no, no, [D] no
I said, give me [Bb] that, give me that, give me that, give me that
You ain't heard what I said
Nigga, one [Gm] nap, one nap, one nap, one nap
You heard what I [C] said
I [Bb] said, yeah
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no
[Gm] _ _ Oh no, [C] no, no, no, no, no
You really [Gm] got some nerve [C] talkin' bout me like you better
Cause you got your shit together and I'm really goin' through it
I don't think [G] you have a clue what it [C] feels like
Doin' dirt, knowin' in your heart you ain't wanna [G] do it
I don't got one G-Bone in my [Cm] body, I ain't never gang bang
I [D] don't know nothin' about it, I'ma claim to [Cm] be a thug, nigga
Or a Illuminati, but there [Eb] really ain't no tellin'
When I do it, I [G] get rowdy and I'm proud
And my back against the wall and you [C] ballin'
Every time I see you, all you do is flash
Honey, it's [Gm] everything on fleek
I ain't never had nothin', I just wanna be you
[D] Wanna feel like stuntin' and lettin' loose
So they [Gm] told me don't bend the rules
[Cm] This is my world of blues, you don't know what I'm finna do
Anything [Gm] necessary to make it up in the news
And I'm takin' every [G] motherfuckin' thing that I pick and choose
I'm done with that hatin' shit, fuck all you fakers [Cm] is
Damn it, you make me sick, it's no time for no [D] babysit
This is the way we [Gm] live and yes, I'm okay with this
You think you all that and [G] your bag up in Santa's chairs
Cause you're jumpin' from crazy bridges
And after you 80 [Eb] kids go suckin' a lady dick
I would never [D] just make amends
With none of you shakin' hands in public
And yeah, yeah, [Gb] like, get the fuck out my face, dude
Listen, I don't give a [Cm] fuck about your feelings
You don't have any idea, that's what a nigga had to do to get loose
[Eb] All I wanted was to make a decent living
I can't even count on no more fingers how much shit I went through
Woo!
[C] What I went through
Yeah!
What I went through
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[Eb] And when shit get real, there ain't really nothin' that you [Gm] can't do _
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