Lucky You (Feat. Joyner Lucas) [Official Audio] Chords

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Lucky You (Feat. Joyner Lucas) [Official Audio] chords
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Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it, I don't take back [C] what I say,
if I said it [F] then I meant it, all my life I [Bbm] won a Grammy but I probably never get it,
I ain't never had [Ebm] no trophy or no [F] motherfuckin' ribbon, fuck the system, I'm [Bbm] that nigga,
bend the law, cut the rules, I'm about to [C] risk it all, I ain't got too [F] much to lose,
y'all been eatin' [Bbm] long enough, it's my turn to [Db] cut the food, pass the plate, [Ebm] where my
drink, this my day, [F] lucky you, fuck you too, woo!
Y'all [Gb] gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me some room, give me some
[Bbm] room, give me the juice, how bout the coupe, how bout the coupe, how bout the shoot, y'all
gotta [F] move, y'all gotta move, give [Db] me the juice, back on my bullshit, my back to the
wall, turn my back on you all and you finished, [Gb] back to these [Ab] bullets, it's back to the
[Gb] job, put my mac on and all of you running, back on my hood shit, it's back to the
pushing these packs and I'm actually loving, can't fuck with you rabbits, you
practically sucking, you ain't doing platinum but that don't mean nothing, I'm
actually buzzing, it's time, straight out the kitchen, I told him the oven is mine,
I do not fuck [G] with you guys, if I don't kill you, just know [A] you gon' suffer this time,
I ain't no gangster but I [Bbm] got some bangers, some chains and some blades, been a couple
of nines, droppers and [Bm] jammies, a partridge in a
[Gb] pantry, my tour days and Christmas was nothing but lies, I run at you hard like a
sumo, they say I talk like a chulo, I live in
Mars, I'm not Bruno, bitch I'm a duck, call me Cujo, you play your
cards, I'll reverse on you all and I might just drop all like a uno,
callate, boca, maomare, cole, robuto and all of you culo,
if they [Fm] better to level up in the ghetto, the ghetto [Bbm] looking for something I'll
probably never find out, [C] you should get real up until the beat die down, [F] the
niggas just really want me to die down, [Db] I've been alone and I never needed nobody,
just only me and my shawty, I tell these niggas to lie down, [Ebm] keep all the money I
never wanted in lifestyle, [F] while I pray to God I'm a son of a y'all right now, [Bbm] I said
ain't no love for the other side or anyone who ever wants to mow,
when I die I'm going out as a underdog who never lost hope, you in the wrong cab
down the wrong path nigga, wrong way, wrong road, snakes in the grass trying to
slither fast, I just bought a fucking lawnmower, I done said a lot of things in my day,
I admit it, this is payback [Ebm] in a way, [Bbm] I regret it that I did it, I done won a
[Ebm] couple grammys but I sold my soul to get them, wasn't in it for the
trophies, just a fucking recognition, fucks a difference, [F] I'm that cracker, been
a lot, fuck the rules, man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose, I've
been eating long enough, man my stomach should be full, I just ate,
lick the plate, my boss say, lucky me, fuck you, thank you, [Bbm] I got a couple of
[Gb] mentions, still I don't have any manners, [Bbm] you got a couple of ghostwriters [Ebm] but to
these kids it don't actually matter, [Bbm] they're asking me what the fuck happened
to hip-hop, I said I don't have any answers, cause I took an L when I dropped
my last album, it [Bb] hurt me like hell but I'm [Bbm] back on these rappers and actually
coming from humble beginnings, I'm [Gb] somewhat uncomfortable winning, I [Bbm] wish I
could say what a wonderful feeling, we're on the [Gb] upswing like we're [Bbm] punching the
ceiling but nothing is feeling like anyone has any [Gb] fucking ability to even
stick to a subject, it's [Bbm] killing me, the inability to pin humility, why don't we
make our motherfucking songs about nothing and mumble them, fuck it, I'm going
for the juggler, sit as a circus, you clowns that are coming up, don't give an
ounce of a motherfucker about the ones who are here before you, the major
apps, just [Gb] recap, way back, and [Bbm] seize that, recap, on tape stacks, ace [Gb] that, so the
G-Raps and Kane that, we need three stacks, ASAP, and bring that, the ace back,
cause it's Hap, but these rappers [Ebm] have brain damage, autolene rapping, face
tats, surfed out like tree sap, I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad, but
in fact, where the old me at, the same cat that would take that, feedback, and
aim back, I need that, [Db] but I [F] think it's inevitable, they don't want button to
press or whatever, the pull to give me the snap though, and if I paid attention,
I'm probably making it bigger, but you've been taking your dicks on a fucking
backhoe, [Bbm] get it, on the freaking minute, got me thinking of finishing everything
with a seat of medicine, and reaping the benefits, I'm asleep with the will again,
as I'm peaking and thinking about an evil intent of another beat, I'm a
kill again, cause even if I gotta end up beating a pill [Gb] again, even ketamine and
methamphetamine [Bbm] with a minigun, it better be at least 70 or 300 [Gb] milligram, and I
might as well, cause [Bbm] I'm gonna end up being a villain again, levels to this shit, I
got an elevator, [Gb] you could never say to me, I'm not a fucking [Bbm] record breaker, I
sound like a broken record, every time I break a record, nobody could ever take
away the legacy I made, I never gave a motherfucking, now I got a right to [Gb] be
this way, I got spite [Bbm] inside my DNA, but I roll til the [Gb] wheels fall off, I'm
[Bbm] working [F] tirelessly, hey, it's the moment y'all been waiting for, like California
was uranopore, and that drought y'all been praying for, my downfall, from the
eight mile to the south pass, to the same marshall, that outlaw, that they say is a
right, I might have fell off, or back on that pole, like the cowboy, so [Gm] y'all gotta
move, y'all [Bbm] gotta move, y'all gotta move, [N] give me some room, give me some room, give
me the [Bbm] juice, how about the coupe, how about the coupe, how about the chute, y'all
gotta move, y'all gotta [Fm] move, give me the
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To learn Eminem - Lucky You chords, your practice should emphasize these chord progressions: Bbm, Gb and Bbm. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 76 BPM before aiming for the song's 153 BPM. Adjust the capo based on your vocal range and chord preference, keeping the song's key of Bb Minor in mind.

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_ _ _ Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it, I don't take back [C] what I say,
if I said it [F] then I meant it, all my life I [Bbm] won a Grammy but I probably never get it,
I ain't never had [Ebm] no trophy or no [F] motherfuckin' ribbon, fuck the system, I'm [Bbm] that nigga,
bend the law, cut the rules, I'm about to [C] risk it all, I ain't got too [F] much to lose,
y'all been eatin' [Bbm] long enough, it's my turn to [Db] cut the food, pass the plate, [Ebm] where my
drink, this my day, [F] lucky you, fuck you too, woo!
Y'all [Gb] gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me some room, give me some
[Bbm] room, give me the juice, how bout the coupe, how bout the coupe, how bout the shoot, y'all
gotta [F] move, y'all gotta move, give [Db] me the juice, back on my bullshit, my back to the
wall, turn my back on you all and you finished, [Gb] back to these [Ab] bullets, it's back to the
[Gb] job, put my mac on and all of you running, back on my hood shit, it's back to the
pushing these packs and I'm actually loving, can't fuck with you rabbits, you
practically sucking, you ain't doing platinum but that don't mean nothing, I'm
actually buzzing, it's time, straight out the kitchen, I told him the oven is mine,
I do not fuck [G] with you guys, if I don't kill you, just know [A] you gon' suffer this time,
I ain't no gangster but I [Bbm] got some bangers, some chains and some blades, been a couple
of nines, droppers and [Bm] jammies, a partridge in a
[Gb] pantry, my tour days and Christmas was nothing but lies, I run at you hard like a
sumo, they say I talk like a chulo, I live in
Mars, I'm not Bruno, bitch I'm a duck, call me Cujo, you play your
cards, I'll reverse on you all and I might just drop all like a uno,
callate, boca, maomare, cole, robuto and all of you culo,
if they [Fm] better to level up in the ghetto, the ghetto [Bbm] looking for something I'll
probably never find out, [C] you should get real up until the beat die down, [F] the
niggas just really want me to die down, [Db] I've been alone and I never needed nobody,
just only me and my shawty, I tell these niggas to lie down, [Ebm] keep all the money I
never wanted in lifestyle, [F] while I pray to God I'm a son of a y'all right now, [Bbm] I said
ain't no love for the other side or anyone who ever wants to mow,
when I die I'm going out as a underdog who never lost hope, you in the wrong cab
down the wrong path nigga, wrong way, wrong road, snakes in the grass trying to
slither fast, I just bought a fucking lawnmower, I done said a lot of things in my day,
I admit it, this is payback [Ebm] in a way, [Bbm] I regret it that I did it, I done won a
[Ebm] couple grammys but I sold my soul to get them, wasn't in it for the
trophies, just a fucking recognition, fucks a difference, [F] I'm that cracker, been
a lot, fuck the rules, man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose, I've
been eating long enough, man my stomach should be full, I just ate,
lick the plate, my boss say, lucky me, fuck you, thank you, [Bbm] I got a couple of
[Gb] mentions, still I don't have any manners, [Bbm] you got a couple of ghostwriters [Ebm] but to
these kids it don't actually matter, [Bbm] they're asking me what the fuck happened
to hip-hop, I said I don't have any answers, cause I took an L when I dropped
my last album, it [Bb] hurt me like hell but I'm [Bbm] back on these rappers and actually
coming from humble beginnings, I'm [Gb] somewhat uncomfortable winning, I [Bbm] wish I
could say what a wonderful feeling, we're on the [Gb] upswing like we're [Bbm] punching the
ceiling but nothing is feeling like anyone has any [Gb] fucking ability to even
stick to a subject, it's [Bbm] killing me, the inability to pin humility, why don't we
make our motherfucking songs about nothing and mumble them, fuck it, I'm going
for the juggler, sit as a circus, you clowns that are coming up, don't give an
ounce of a motherfucker about the ones who are here before you, the major
apps, just [Gb] recap, way back, and [Bbm] seize that, recap, on tape stacks, ace [Gb] that, so the
G-Raps and Kane that, we need three stacks, ASAP, and bring that, the ace back,
cause it's Hap, but these rappers [Ebm] have brain damage, autolene rapping, face
tats, surfed out like tree sap, I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad, but
in fact, where the old me at, the same cat that would take that, feedback, and
aim back, I need that, [Db] but I [F] think it's inevitable, they don't want button to
press or whatever, the pull to give me the snap though, and if I paid attention,
I'm probably making it bigger, but you've been taking your dicks on a fucking
backhoe, [Bbm] get it, on the freaking minute, got me thinking of finishing everything
with a seat of medicine, and reaping the benefits, I'm asleep with the will again,
as I'm peaking and thinking about an evil intent of another beat, I'm a
kill again, cause even if I gotta end up beating a pill [Gb] again, even ketamine and
methamphetamine [Bbm] with a minigun, it better be at least 70 or 300 [Gb] milligram, and I
might as well, cause [Bbm] I'm gonna end up being a villain again, levels to this shit, I
got an elevator, [Gb] you could never say to me, I'm not a fucking [Bbm] record breaker, I
sound like a broken record, every time I break a record, nobody could ever take
away the legacy I made, I never gave a motherfucking, now I got a right to [Gb] be
this way, I got spite [Bbm] inside my DNA, but I roll til the [Gb] wheels fall off, I'm
[Bbm] working [F] tirelessly, hey, it's the moment y'all been waiting for, like California
was uranopore, and that drought y'all been praying for, my downfall, from the
eight mile to the south pass, to the same marshall, that outlaw, that they say is a
right, I might have fell off, or back on that pole, like the cowboy, so [Gm] y'all gotta
move, y'all [Bbm] gotta move, y'all gotta move, [N] give me some room, give me some room, give
me the [Bbm] juice, how about the coupe, how about the coupe, how about the chute, y'all
gotta move, y'all gotta [Fm] move, give me the

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