Chords for Lil Tjay - No Escape (Official Audio)

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[N] [A] [Am]
Think, [F] about the weight, [C] being [Em] in the hood with no escape, [Am] learn from my mistakes, sentence on case
[F] [C]
[D] Back when I was five years old I knew that I was gonna be great, [A] I found my gift in music back around the age of eight
[F] I knew I'd be successful if it was more about the weight, so [C] unacceptable as being [Em] in the hood with no escape
[A] My mama told me right but I just learned from my mistakes, [Am] started waddling up the day I caught a sentence on a case
[F] Hunger pain shaped me to the way I am today, I [C] gotta live with it, feelings that will never go away
Not everyday [D] I pray but that ain't nothing for you to say, the money good but how I know my budget's finna stay
Put [F] my all into this music, I ain't make it here to play, [C] came a long way from hooking [Em] niggas, me and Trigger Trey
[D] Okay, I'm just tryna set a little bit of light, and motivate them kids who haven't found they way of life
[F] Remember I ain't hiding away, to lay my head at night, [C] trapping on the block, I was selling weed and dirty Sprite
[Am] Don't wait until you hurting before you choose to play the price, shoot all my packs you haven't seen me on them bikes
[F] Still be in my hood, I'm coming up, I'm playing dice, I [C] earn my stripes so I walk around [Em] my city like it's a nice
[Am] On God, I wish I could make sure everybody get, red bottoms ripping off of everybody's feet
All [F] feelings I be thinking everybody keep, [C] and I'm working hard, I be up by everybody's [D] feet
As my acting up, fuck it, I don't really care, still spitting bars while I'm wheezing for some air
[F] Pocket hold a deucy, [Dm] yeah, it's small, I'm well aware, [Em] when it fly, I hit your melon, bet your sosa hit the air
[D] DVS or diamonds, only reason [Am] why they stare, young as out the city, [D] reason I don't really care
[E] Ain't on my body, best believe I'm well aware, [C] quarter million on the gram, little boy, you know it, and yeah
[A] Flexed up, this was next up, now I'm up now, down to earth, true to [Am] all my fans, I can touch [F] ground
Run up on me thinking I don't got it, you get pumped [C] down, bust down, this ain't [Em] my pocket, stupid nigga, no security
[Am] 18, I don't think they hearing me, apparently, niggas ain't real, shit be scaring [F] me
I'm whizzied up, got that guzzi tucked, why they fearing me?
Rap nigga try to [Em] throw shade, why he daring [Am] me?
18, got a clean record, thanks to Y.O., give me she swallow, you feel the weight and catch a hollow
[F] Ain't hitch really nothing, we don't really give a five [C]-o, I been doing this shit [Em] as a kid, I was nine-o
They don't [Am] really know that, something like a throwback, tryna clean the image up, so I don't wanna show that
Head [F] to the top, I ain't never tryna go [C] back, signs you see me throwing [Em] up, ain't nothing like a zodiac
Fuck the [Am] other side, see my knife, they can hold that, showing off the pistols, I ain't never seen you blow that
[F] Smelly hella proud of the option, ready to blow that, [C] if y'all want me gone, won't you [Em] come and pull up where it show [Am] at?
No cap,
[F] no cap
[C]
[A] [Am] [A] [Am]
[F] [C] [Em]
Remember [Am] selling white up on the block, tryna make some knots, he shot a runner up in the spot
[F] Me and Smelly sitting in the trap, smoking on the pack, wrong [Em] crib, all you smell is crack
[Am] And I done put my trenches on the rack, I wish I could go back, to August 14th to be exact
I swear my nigga Smelly would be here, trauma [C] so severe, I had to [Em] watch him crying out for air
[Am] Eddys in the air make me cough, spinning through the fourth, catch a album, finna take a move
[F] And I call the shots, I'm a boss, skinny [C] version Ross, dummy in the air, [Am] take a loss
[F] Niggas know my body though, [Em] S-B the fuck up, [Am] gang
[F]
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[N] _ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
Think, [F] _ about the weight, [C] being [Em] in the hood with no escape, [Am] _ learn from my mistakes, _ sentence on case
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[D] Back when I was five years old I knew that I was gonna be great, [A] I found my gift in music back around the age of eight
[F] I knew I'd be successful if it was more about the weight, so [C] unacceptable as being [Em] in the hood with no escape
[A] My mama told me right but I just learned from my mistakes, [Am] started waddling up the day I caught a sentence on a case
[F] Hunger pain shaped me to the way I am today, I [C] gotta live with it, feelings that will never go away
Not everyday [D] I pray but that ain't nothing for you to say, the money good but how I know my budget's finna stay
Put [F] my all into this music, I ain't make it here to play, [C] came a long way from hooking [Em] niggas, me and Trigger Trey
[D] Okay, I'm just tryna set a little bit of light, and motivate them kids who haven't found they way of life
[F] Remember I ain't hiding away, to lay my head at night, [C] trapping on the block, I was selling weed and dirty Sprite
[Am] Don't wait until you hurting before you choose to play the price, shoot all my packs you haven't seen me on them bikes
[F] Still be in my hood, I'm coming up, I'm playing dice, I [C] earn my stripes so I walk around [Em] my city like it's a nice
[Am] On God, I wish I could make sure everybody get, red bottoms ripping off of everybody's feet
All [F] feelings I be thinking everybody keep, [C] and I'm working hard, I be up by everybody's [D] feet
As my acting up, fuck it, I don't really care, still spitting bars while I'm wheezing for some air
[F] Pocket hold a deucy, [Dm] yeah, it's small, I'm well aware, [Em] when it fly, I hit your melon, bet your sosa hit the air
[D] DVS or diamonds, only reason [Am] why they stare, young as out the city, [D] reason I don't really care
[E] Ain't on my body, best believe I'm well aware, [C] quarter million on the gram, little boy, you know it, and yeah
[A] Flexed up, this was next up, now I'm up now, down to earth, true to [Am] all my fans, I can touch [F] ground
Run up on me thinking I don't got it, you get pumped [C] down, bust down, this ain't [Em] my pocket, stupid nigga, no security
[Am] 18, I don't think they hearing me, apparently, niggas ain't real, shit be scaring [F] me
I'm whizzied up, got that guzzi tucked, why they fearing me?
Rap nigga try to [Em] throw shade, why he daring [Am] me?
18, got a clean record, thanks to Y.O., give me she swallow, you feel the weight and catch a hollow
[F] Ain't hitch really nothing, we don't really give a five [C]-o, I been doing this shit [Em] as a kid, I was nine-o
They don't [Am] really know that, something like a throwback, tryna clean the image up, so I don't wanna show that
Head [F] to the top, I ain't never tryna go [C] back, signs you see me throwing [Em] up, ain't nothing like a zodiac
Fuck the [Am] other side, see my knife, they can hold that, showing off the pistols, I ain't never seen you blow that
[F] Smelly hella proud of the option, ready to blow that, [C] if y'all want me gone, won't you [Em] come and pull up where it show [Am] at?
No cap, _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] no cap
_ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _
Remember [Am] selling white up on the block, tryna make some knots, he shot a runner up in the spot
[F] Me and Smelly sitting in the trap, smoking on the pack, wrong [Em] crib, all you smell is crack
[Am] And I done put my trenches on the rack, I wish I could go back, to August 14th to be exact
I swear my nigga Smelly would be here, trauma [C] so severe, I had to [Em] watch him crying out for air
[Am] Eddys in the air make me cough, spinning through the fourth, catch a album, finna take a move
[F] And I call the shots, I'm a boss, skinny [C] version Ross, dummy in the air, [Am] take a loss _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ Niggas know my body though, [Em] S-B the fuck up, [Am] gang _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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