Chords for Kendrick Lamar - Not Like Us

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Kendrick Lamar - Not Like Us chords
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I'm a stargazer, life goes on, I need all my babies.
Broke up, looking for the buckly.
High key, keep a horn on me, that come my seat.
I peep, ownership, the blueprint is by me.
Mr.
Getoff, I get off at [N] my feet.
What's the password?
I see dead people.
You late!
[G] [Bm]
Oh, I don't have any, nope.
Must've hung a B-hole, D-Bowl, any rat nigga, he a free [Bm] throw.
Man down, call an ambulance, tell him, please bro.
Nella nigga to the cross, he walk around like T-Zo.
What's up with these, you [B] bloney ass niggas, trying to see [Bm] Compton.
The industry can hate me, fuck them all in, hey mama.
How many options you [B] really got?
I mean, it's too many [Bm] options.
I'm finna pass on this [G] body, I'm John Stockton.
[Bm] Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watching.
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas.
Certified boogie man, I'm the one that up to score with them.
Walk him down, whole time, I know he got some ho in him.
Pull on him, extort shit, bully the floor on him.
Say Drake, [B] I hear you like I'm [Bm] young.
You better not ever go to sell Black One.
To any bitch [B] that talk to him and they in [Bm] love,
just make sure you hide your little sister from him.
They tell me Chubb's the only one that get your hammy downs.
And Party at the party playing with his nose now.
And Bonker got a weird case, why I see around.
Certified lover boy, certified pedophiles.
Wap, wap, [Em] wap, wap, wap, that, fuck [Bm] him up.
Wap, wap, wap, wap, wap, I'ma do my stuff.
Why you trolling [B] like a bitch, ain't you [Bm] tired?
Trying to strike a chord and it's [G] probably A minor.
[Bm]
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us.
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us.
You think the pay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?
I think that open show gon' be your last stop, nigga.
Nicole Fowl, I don't know why you still pretending.
What is the hour?
Bird niggas and bird bitches go.
[B] The audience not dumb, [Bm] shape the stories how you want.
Hey Drake, they're not slow.
Rabbit hole is still [B] deep, I can go further, I [Bm] promise.
Ain't that something?
B-Rap, that's for bitching.
You Malibu most wanted, ain't no Lawboy, you Barboy.
Fetch Gatorade or something.
Since 2009, I had this bitch jumping.
You niggas would get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxes.
Or over your phone.
The other fashional option?
[B] Pussy.
Think about a [Bm] straight nape posture.
Got famous all up in content.
Might write this with a doctrine.
And the pop [B] star quit hiding.
Fuck a [G] caption, won't action.
No accident, I'm hands on.
He fuck around, get [N] polished.
Fucked on Wayne, girl, like he was in jail.
That's conniving.
Then get his face tatted like a bitch [B] apologizing.
I'm glad D.
Rose came home, y'all didn't [Gm] deserve him neither.
From Alonzo down to Central, [B] nigga, bet Nas speak on Serena.
And your homeboy needs subpoena.
That predator moving flocks.
That name gotta be [G] registered and placed [Ebm] on Neighborhood Watch.
I [B] lean on you niggas like a nether [D] line to walk.
He has all eyes on me [Bm] and I'ma send it up the park.
Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get him dropped.
Sweet chin music [G] and I won't [Bm] pass the Ox.
How many stocks do I really have in stock?
One, two, three, four, five plus five.
Devil [B] is alive, he a [Bm] 69 God.
Freaky ass niggas need to stay their ass inside.
Roll [B] their ass up like a fresh [Bm] pack of Zod.
City is back up, [G] it's a must we outside.
[Bm]
They not like us.
[Eb] Once upon a time, all of us was in chains.
Homies still double [G] down, calling us some [B] slaves.
Atlanta was the Mecca, building [Gb] railroads and trains.
Bear with me for a second, [N] let me put y'all on game.
The settlers was choosing town folk to make them rich.
A fast forward 2024, you got the same agenda.
You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance.
Let me break it down for you, this the [Bm] real nigga challenge.
You call future when you didn't see the club.
Lil Baby help you get your lingo up.
21 get your 4th street cred.
Felt makes you feel like you a slime in your head.
[E] Quavo said you can be [Bm] from Northside.
2 Chainz say you good, but he lied.
You run [E] to Atlanta when you need [Bm] a few dollars.
No you not a colleague, you a fucking [G] colonizer.
The family [Bm] matter and the truth of the matter.
Here's what God's plan to show y'all the liar.
[B] [Bm] Mmm.
Mmm.
Mmm.
He a fan, he a fan, he a fan.
Mmm.
He a fan, he a fan, he a
Freaky ass nigga, [B] he a 69 [Bm] God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a [G] 69 God.
Hey, hey, hey, [B] hey, run for your [G] life.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your [B] life.
Freaky ass nigga, he a 69 God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a [G] 69 [B] God.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life.
Hey, hey, hey, [Bb] hey, run for your life.
[Bm] Say O-V [B]-O.
[Bm] Say O-V-O.
Then step this [B] way, step that [G] way.
Then step this way, step that way.
Are you my [B] fool?
[D] Are we lucky?
[G] Then step this [Eb] way, step that way.
Then step this way, [Bm] step that way.
[B] [Bm]
[B] [Bm]
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[D] [Eb] Step this way, step that way.
[B] [C] [Bb] [Eb]
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm _ _ a stargazer, life goes on, I need all my babies.
Broke up, looking for the buckly.
High key, keep a horn on me, that come my seat.
I peep, ownership, the blueprint is by me.
Mr.
Getoff, I get off at [N] my feet. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ What's the password?
I see dead people.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ You late! _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
Oh, I don't have any, nope.
_ Must've hung a B-hole, D-Bowl, any rat nigga, he a free [Bm] throw.
Man down, call an ambulance, tell him, please bro.
Nella nigga to the cross, he walk around like T-Zo.
What's up with these, you [B] bloney ass niggas, trying to see [Bm] Compton.
The industry can hate me, fuck them all in, hey mama.
How many options you [B] really got?
I mean, it's too many [Bm] options.
I'm finna pass on this [G] body, I'm John Stockton.
_ _ _ [Bm] Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watching.
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas.
Certified boogie man, I'm the one that up to score with them.
Walk him down, whole time, I know he got some ho in him.
Pull on him, extort shit, bully the floor on him.
Say Drake, [B] I hear you like I'm [Bm] young.
You better not ever go to sell Black One.
To any bitch [B] that talk to him and they in [Bm] love,
just make sure you hide your little sister from him.
They tell me Chubb's the only one that get your hammy downs.
And Party at the party playing with his nose now.
And Bonker got a weird case, why I see around.
Certified lover boy, certified pedophiles.
Wap, wap, [Em] wap, wap, wap, that, fuck [Bm] him up.
Wap, wap, wap, wap, wap, I'ma do my stuff.
Why you trolling [B] like a bitch, ain't you [Bm] tired?
Trying to strike a chord and it's [G] probably A minor.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ They not like us, they not like us, they not like us.
They not like us, they not like us, they not like us.
You think the pay gon' let you disrespect Pac, nigga?
I think that open show gon' be your last stop, nigga.
Nicole Fowl, I don't know why you still pretending.
What is the hour?
Bird niggas and bird bitches go.
[B] The audience not dumb, [Bm] shape the stories how you want.
Hey Drake, they're not slow.
Rabbit hole is still [B] deep, I can go further, I [Bm] promise.
Ain't that something?
B-Rap, that's for bitching.
You Malibu most wanted, ain't no Lawboy, you Barboy.
Fetch Gatorade or something.
Since 2009, I had this bitch jumping.
You niggas would get a wedgie, be flipped over your boxes.
Or over your phone.
The other fashional option?
[B] Pussy.
Think about a [Bm] straight nape posture.
Got famous all up in content.
Might write this with a doctrine.
And the pop [B] star quit hiding.
Fuck a [G] caption, won't action.
No accident, I'm hands on.
He fuck around, get [N] polished.
Fucked on Wayne, girl, like he was in jail.
That's conniving.
Then get his face tatted like a bitch [B] apologizing.
I'm glad D.
Rose came home, y'all didn't [Gm] deserve him neither.
From Alonzo down to Central, [B] nigga, bet Nas speak on Serena.
And your homeboy needs subpoena.
That predator moving flocks.
That name gotta be [G] registered and placed [Ebm] on Neighborhood Watch.
I [B] lean on you niggas like a nether [D] line to walk.
He has all eyes on me [Bm] and I'ma send it up the park.
Put the wrong label on me, I'ma get him dropped.
Sweet chin music [G] and I won't [Bm] pass the Ox.
How many stocks do I really have in stock?
One, two, three, four, five plus five.
Devil [B] is alive, he a [Bm] 69 God.
Freaky ass niggas need to stay their ass inside.
Roll [B] their ass up like a fresh [Bm] pack of Zod.
City is back up, [G] it's a must we outside.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ They not like _ _ _ _ _ _ us. _ _
_ _ [Eb] Once upon a time, all of us was in chains.
Homies still double [G] down, calling us some [B] slaves.
Atlanta was the Mecca, building [Gb] railroads and trains.
Bear with me for a second, [N] let me put y'all on game.
The settlers was choosing town folk to make them rich.
A fast forward 2024, you got the same agenda.
You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance.
Let me break it down for you, this the [Bm] real nigga challenge.
You call future when you didn't see the club.
Lil Baby help you get your lingo up.
21 get your 4th street cred.
Felt makes you feel like you a slime in your head.
[E] Quavo said you can be [Bm] from Northside.
2 Chainz say you good, but he lied.
You run [E] to Atlanta when you need [Bm] a few dollars.
No you not a colleague, you a fucking [G] colonizer.
The family [Bm] matter and the truth of the matter.
Here's what God's plan to show y'all the liar.
[B] _ [Bm] Mmm. _
Mmm.
Mmm.
He a fan, he a fan, he a fan.
Mmm.
He a fan, he a fan, he a_
Freaky ass nigga, [B] he a 69 [Bm] God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a [G] 69 God.
Hey, hey, hey, [B] hey, run for your [G] life.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your [B] life.
Freaky ass nigga, he a 69 God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a [G] 69 [B] God.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life.
Hey, hey, hey, [Bb] hey, run for your life.
[Bm] Say O-V [B]-O.
[Bm] Say O-V-O.
Then step this [B] way, step that [G] way.
Then step this way, step that way.
Are you my [B] fool?
[D] Are we lucky?
_ [G] Then step this [Eb] way, step that way.
Then step this way, [Bm] step that way.
_ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [Eb] _ _ Step this way, step that way.
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
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