Chords for King Von - Crazy Story (REMIX) ft. Lil Durk (Official Video)
Tempo:
78.95 bpm
Chords used:
Em
E
A
D
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[N] Look at this boy.
I got 40 feet for you right here.
It's on good.
Man why you keep digging like that man?
You got to be fucking with [A] me.
I told you about that shit.
[Em] You was just cool [N] 5 minutes ago.
You fuck, you look good.
I just want to smooth that out.
Right back outta script cuz this a major letter.
He got bricks.
[Em] I'm gonna let that Mac fly
just like my nigga Doh.
I'm gonna let this Mac fly with this. Hold on.
See, I'm gonna let it.
All right, come on.
All right.
[E]
[Em]
I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it.
He finna be mad.
He gonna be the ass.
But this what happened.
I got to the door.
I thought I was capping.
I was lacking.
Cut that go to up.
Yelling, I was cracking.
I'm like, what?
I'm like, nigga, who?
I was born to shoot.
I got aim.
I'm like Johnny Dane.
When it come to change, so I ride.
Hit one in his arm.
Hit one in his thigh.
There's no lie.
Bitches do what die.
You say you gonna slap?
You got some nerve.
Your shit on the curb.
Boy, we put in work from 64 and from 50, 50, not [N] from 63rd.
[D]
[Em] [E] I got [Em] a drop on a rapping nigga.
I be from the rack.
I'm like, cool.
Then I fuck your move and you become a pack.
You see Vaughn.
You see 40 Plastic.
Booker, you see Mac.
Yeah, free Mac.
Go for a double homie.
Phone them, get your back.
But fuck that.
Say you smoking who?
Quickest way to die.
Statue chain.
Awful nigga not mine.
Ain't no point in trying.
They not out.
Plus the police hot.
Ain't no point in sliding.
They be talking from the internet.
They don't be outside.
Hit the 6.
Call Dada out.
Tell him about a lick.
We need tape.
We need roving phones.
Don't forget the blitz.
He like, cool.
How the nigga look?
I pull up some flicks.
He like, damn, I think I know the nigga.
He cool with his bitch.
We every lie.
But we went to structure, but we played a lot.
Got a goofy walking in and out.
Telling me it's Ahi and the cat.
Fat.
I'mma bet you have finesse.
I'm 300.
Clips don't come like that.
Three jokes to his chest.
Boom, boom, boom.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
[Bm]
[N] Look at this boy.
I got 40 feet for you right here.
It's on good.
Man why you keep digging like that man?
You got to be fucking with [A] me.
I told you about that shit.
[Em] You was just cool [N] 5 minutes ago.
You fuck, you look good.
I just want to smooth that out.
Right back outta script cuz this a major letter.
He got bricks.
[Em] I'm gonna let that Mac fly
just like my nigga Doh.
I'm gonna let this Mac fly with this. Hold on.
See, I'm gonna let it.
All right, come on.
All right.
[E]
[Em]
I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it.
He finna be mad.
He gonna be the ass.
But this what happened.
I got to the door.
I thought I was capping.
I was lacking.
Cut that go to up.
Yelling, I was cracking.
I'm like, what?
I'm like, nigga, who?
I was born to shoot.
I got aim.
I'm like Johnny Dane.
When it come to change, so I ride.
Hit one in his arm.
Hit one in his thigh.
There's no lie.
Bitches do what die.
You say you gonna slap?
You got some nerve.
Your shit on the curb.
Boy, we put in work from 64 and from 50, 50, not [N] from 63rd.
[D]
[Em] [E] I got [Em] a drop on a rapping nigga.
I be from the rack.
I'm like, cool.
Then I fuck your move and you become a pack.
You see Vaughn.
You see 40 Plastic.
Booker, you see Mac.
Yeah, free Mac.
Go for a double homie.
Phone them, get your back.
But fuck that.
Say you smoking who?
Quickest way to die.
Statue chain.
Awful nigga not mine.
Ain't no point in trying.
They not out.
Plus the police hot.
Ain't no point in sliding.
They be talking from the internet.
They don't be outside.
Hit the 6.
Call Dada out.
Tell him about a lick.
We need tape.
We need roving phones.
Don't forget the blitz.
He like, cool.
How the nigga look?
I pull up some flicks.
He like, damn, I think I know the nigga.
He cool with his bitch.
We every lie.
But we went to structure, but we played a lot.
Got a goofy walking in and out.
Telling me it's Ahi and the cat.
Fat.
I'mma bet you have finesse.
I'm 300.
Clips don't come like that.
Three jokes to his chest.
Boom, boom, boom.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
[Bm]
Key:
Em
E
A
D
Bm
Em
E
A
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] Look at this boy.
_ I got 40 feet for you right here.
It's on good.
Man _ _ why you keep digging like that man?
You got to be fucking with [A] me.
I told you about that shit.
[Em] You was just cool [N] 5 minutes ago.
You fuck, you look good.
I just want to smooth that out.
Right back outta script cuz this a major letter.
He got bricks. _
_ _ [Em] I'm gonna let that Mac fly
just like my nigga Doh.
I'm gonna let this Mac fly with this. Hold on.
See, I'm gonna let it.
All right, come on.
All right.
[E] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm gonna let it. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm gonna _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
let it.
He finna be mad.
He gonna be the ass.
But this what happened.
I got to the door.
I thought I was capping.
I was lacking.
Cut that go to up.
Yelling, I was cracking.
I'm like, what?
I'm like, nigga, who?
I was born to shoot.
I got aim.
I'm like Johnny Dane.
When it come to change, so I ride.
Hit one in his arm.
Hit one in his thigh.
There's no lie.
Bitches do what die.
You say you gonna slap?
You got some nerve.
Your shit on the curb.
Boy, we put in work from 64 and from 50, 50, not [N] from 63rd. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[Em] _ _ [E] I got [Em] a drop on a rapping nigga.
I be from the rack.
I'm like, cool.
Then I fuck your move and you become a pack.
You see Vaughn.
You see 40 Plastic.
Booker, you see Mac.
Yeah, free Mac.
Go for a double homie.
Phone them, get your back.
But fuck that.
Say you smoking who?
Quickest way to die.
Statue chain.
Awful nigga not mine.
Ain't no point in trying.
They not out.
Plus the police hot.
Ain't no point in sliding.
They be talking from the internet.
They don't be outside.
Hit the 6.
Call Dada out.
Tell him about a lick.
We need tape.
We need roving phones.
Don't forget the blitz.
He like, cool.
How the nigga look?
I pull up some flicks.
He like, damn, I think I know the nigga.
He cool with his bitch.
We every lie.
But we went to structure, but we played a lot.
Got a goofy walking in and out.
Telling me it's Ahi and the cat.
Fat.
I'mma bet you have finesse.
I'm 300.
Clips don't come like that.
Three jokes to his chest.
Boom, boom, boom.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] Look at this boy.
_ I got 40 feet for you right here.
It's on good.
Man _ _ why you keep digging like that man?
You got to be fucking with [A] me.
I told you about that shit.
[Em] You was just cool [N] 5 minutes ago.
You fuck, you look good.
I just want to smooth that out.
Right back outta script cuz this a major letter.
He got bricks. _
_ _ [Em] I'm gonna let that Mac fly
just like my nigga Doh.
I'm gonna let this Mac fly with this. Hold on.
See, I'm gonna let it.
All right, come on.
All right.
[E] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm gonna let it. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm gonna let it.
I'm gonna let it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm gonna _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
let it.
He finna be mad.
He gonna be the ass.
But this what happened.
I got to the door.
I thought I was capping.
I was lacking.
Cut that go to up.
Yelling, I was cracking.
I'm like, what?
I'm like, nigga, who?
I was born to shoot.
I got aim.
I'm like Johnny Dane.
When it come to change, so I ride.
Hit one in his arm.
Hit one in his thigh.
There's no lie.
Bitches do what die.
You say you gonna slap?
You got some nerve.
Your shit on the curb.
Boy, we put in work from 64 and from 50, 50, not [N] from 63rd. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[Em] _ _ [E] I got [Em] a drop on a rapping nigga.
I be from the rack.
I'm like, cool.
Then I fuck your move and you become a pack.
You see Vaughn.
You see 40 Plastic.
Booker, you see Mac.
Yeah, free Mac.
Go for a double homie.
Phone them, get your back.
But fuck that.
Say you smoking who?
Quickest way to die.
Statue chain.
Awful nigga not mine.
Ain't no point in trying.
They not out.
Plus the police hot.
Ain't no point in sliding.
They be talking from the internet.
They don't be outside.
Hit the 6.
Call Dada out.
Tell him about a lick.
We need tape.
We need roving phones.
Don't forget the blitz.
He like, cool.
How the nigga look?
I pull up some flicks.
He like, damn, I think I know the nigga.
He cool with his bitch.
We every lie.
But we went to structure, but we played a lot.
Got a goofy walking in and out.
Telling me it's Ahi and the cat.
Fat.
I'mma bet you have finesse.
I'm 300.
Clips don't come like that.
Three jokes to his chest.
Boom, boom, boom.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Bitch, we lurking 63rd.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
Ay, ay, ay.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _