Chords for Lil Wyte & Jelly Roll "This Down Here" feat. Jesse Whitley [Prod. by t.stoner]

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_ _ [G] [D] If we don't believe you, then we ain't seen [C] you
Nowhere around these old back streets
[G] Never had a mess in your mama's sweet [D] tea
Let me make this clear
If you ain't rollin' down Novac Road
[C] With a load of beer and a hate patrol
[G] Then you don't know a fuckin' thing [D] about this down here
Hey country roads, gettin' blowed
I don't know which way [Am] to go
I ain't got nowhere to be, I'm following my [G] radio
I'm still living on the edge
Gettin' [D] my money out of bounds
Swervin' in and out of town
I'm still bumpin' down me now
Back to the simple man life, I'm in the [Am] basics
The weed that we been blowin' was grown in [D] my cousin's [G] basement
And money took it, made them [D] speedin' to get it
[C] Everybody that I know is sellin' for a livin'
[D] On that Tennessee, so I'm doin' this for y [Am]'all
I speak with a southern [D] drawl, say no mam and [G] now
I'm travelin' the country, sometimes feel [D] like I ain't [G] wanted
Never thought that I was country till I went to [D] California
If we don't believe you, then we ain't [C] seen you
Nowhere around these old back [G] streets
Never had a mess in your mama's sweet [D] tea
Let me make this clear
If you ain't rolled down a goldback [C] road
With a bullpen beer and an 8-foot [G] troll
You don't get a [D] thing about this down here
Well I'm a sweet tea drinkin', cigarillo rollin' [Am] bad
That mutton down a puffin' on some [G] hashwags
You ain't ever met [D] anybody quite like Lil' Y
Quite like Lil' Y
I spend my winters on the road and my summers in the [Am] country
Only hang around with good people that love [G] me
And that's the only thing that keeps my [C] brain alright
Bout [D] to flop another bumpin' deal or no [C] deal
Me and Jelly roll [Am] drunk on a grassy [G] hill
And everything [D] that we want we gonna [G] do tonight
Tell them [D] Jesse Whitley
If we don't believe you, then we ain't [C] seen you
Nowhere around these old back [G] streets
Never had a mess in your mama's sweet [D] tea
Let me make this clear
If you ain't rolled down a goldback [C] road
With a bullpen beer and an 8-foot [G] troll
You don't get a [D] thing about this down here
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