Chords for M24 - What Can I Say?
Tempo:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bbm] What can I say?
They hate by the [Ebm] smell of my face
Ain't no one a [Db] gram she got fans She's with me got [Ebm] a lab and an A
[Bb] You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and paid
I didn't get this [Bbm] shit from a handout Had shit planned out, [Ebm] well I can say
I'm with her and her [Bbm] friends getting lit I can't post that [Ebm] shit, I'm amazed
Try slowly [Bbm] turn off the headlights And jump up, [Ebm] put into shade
But it's not fate where they [Bbm] leave us alone Anything faithful, [Ebm] we get to play
Anything up, get [Bbm] paid Anything [Bb] up, get paid
[Bbm] The boss don't make me look rich But I'm in love with the [Ebm] blame
I ain't spoke to my [Bbm] bro in long But he knows that the love's the [Ebm] same
I got one for the [Bbm] night like Wayne And one for the six like [Ebm] Jake
Life's gotta change I got [Bbm] rich nigga problems I start turning to [Ebm] hate
They wanna know how much [Bbm] money I make They wanna know if I'm young [Ebm] and I'm paid
They wanna know if I sponsor the [Db] block They wanna know what I done [Ebm] to the men
[C] I got a cutie that's playing [Bbm] like Ashley I wanna know if it's cause [B] of the fame
She told [Bbm] me that my thing's different [Db] I wanna know if it's cause [Ebm] of the change
What [Bbm] can I say?
They hate [Ebm] when they smile at my face
Ain't no one that dreams she [Bbm] got fans She just got a lab [Ebm] in her head
You like your ones, no [Bbm] decorum I like my ones pretty [Ebm] and paid
I didn't get this shit [Bbm] from a handout Had [F] shit planned out well like [Ebm] a slave
At 19 made me [Bbm] a 50 [Ebm] They gave me some leverage
It ain't much but I pat [Bbm] myself on the back [Eb] I was straight outta [Ebm] trenches
Come round here with the chains [Bbm] on My young boo's 10, at [Ebm] the seconds
It's like ever since I got to [Bbm] the back They feel like I lost that cushion
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These OV's cost me a racker Jacket cost me a QB
The shit that I seen on the streets Is the shit that they see in the movies
I should be on the property hand by a man I'm tryna cop me a new piece
And I gotta protect [Ebm] myself Cause feds wanna lock me and opps wanna do me
Don't play with it, [Bbm] we came with it You don't want this life, [Ebm] I'm made for it
Bros on film like [Bbm] Saka He's really tryna [Eb] hit man's face with [Ebm] it
Sleep with it, we made with [Bbm] it I don't trust no one, it's [Ebm] bleakie
I feel like [Bbm] everyone's faking it I see it, I want it, I [Ebm] pay for it
[Bbm] What can I say?
They [Ebm] hate by the smile on my face
Ain't no one a gram, she got fans She's got a [Ebm] lab in her head
You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and big
I didn't take this [Bbm] shit from a handout I had shit in my handout, [Ebm] like a slave
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[Bbm] What can I say?
They hate by the [Ebm] smell of my face
Ain't no one a [Db] gram she got fans She's with me got [Ebm] a lab and an A
[Bb] You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and paid
I didn't get this [Bbm] shit from a handout Had shit planned out, [Ebm] well I can say
I'm with her and her [Bbm] friends getting lit I can't post that [Ebm] shit, I'm amazed
Try slowly [Bbm] turn off the headlights And jump up, [Ebm] put into shade
But it's not fate where they [Bbm] leave us alone Anything faithful, [Ebm] we get to play
Anything up, get [Bbm] paid Anything [Bb] up, get paid
[Bbm] The boss don't make me look rich But I'm in love with the [Ebm] blame
I ain't spoke to my [Bbm] bro in long But he knows that the love's the [Ebm] same
I got one for the [Bbm] night like Wayne And one for the six like [Ebm] Jake
Life's gotta change I got [Bbm] rich nigga problems I start turning to [Ebm] hate
They wanna know how much [Bbm] money I make They wanna know if I'm young [Ebm] and I'm paid
They wanna know if I sponsor the [Db] block They wanna know what I done [Ebm] to the men
[C] I got a cutie that's playing [Bbm] like Ashley I wanna know if it's cause [B] of the fame
She told [Bbm] me that my thing's different [Db] I wanna know if it's cause [Ebm] of the change
What [Bbm] can I say?
They hate [Ebm] when they smile at my face
Ain't no one that dreams she [Bbm] got fans She just got a lab [Ebm] in her head
You like your ones, no [Bbm] decorum I like my ones pretty [Ebm] and paid
I didn't get this shit [Bbm] from a handout Had [F] shit planned out well like [Ebm] a slave
At 19 made me [Bbm] a 50 [Ebm] They gave me some leverage
It ain't much but I pat [Bbm] myself on the back [Eb] I was straight outta [Ebm] trenches
Come round here with the chains [Bbm] on My young boo's 10, at [Ebm] the seconds
It's like ever since I got to [Bbm] the back They feel like I lost that cushion
[Eb]
These OV's cost me a racker Jacket cost me a QB
The shit that I seen on the streets Is the shit that they see in the movies
I should be on the property hand by a man I'm tryna cop me a new piece
And I gotta protect [Ebm] myself Cause feds wanna lock me and opps wanna do me
Don't play with it, [Bbm] we came with it You don't want this life, [Ebm] I'm made for it
Bros on film like [Bbm] Saka He's really tryna [Eb] hit man's face with [Ebm] it
Sleep with it, we made with [Bbm] it I don't trust no one, it's [Ebm] bleakie
I feel like [Bbm] everyone's faking it I see it, I want it, I [Ebm] pay for it
[Bbm] What can I say?
They [Ebm] hate by the smile on my face
Ain't no one a gram, she got fans She's got a [Ebm] lab in her head
You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and big
I didn't take this [Bbm] shit from a handout I had shit in my handout, [Ebm] like a slave
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_ _ [Bbm] What can I say?
They hate by the [Ebm] smell of my face
Ain't no one a [Db] gram she got fans She's with me got [Ebm] a lab and an A
[Bb] You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and paid
I didn't get this [Bbm] shit from a handout Had shit planned out, [Ebm] well I can say
I'm with her and her [Bbm] friends getting lit I can't post that [Ebm] shit, I'm amazed
Try slowly [Bbm] turn off the headlights And jump up, [Ebm] put into shade
But it's not fate where they [Bbm] leave us alone Anything faithful, [Ebm] we get to play
Anything up, get [Bbm] paid Anything [Bb] up, get paid
[Bbm] The boss don't make me look rich But I'm in love with the [Ebm] blame
I ain't spoke to my [Bbm] bro in long But he knows that the love's the [Ebm] same
I got one for the [Bbm] night like Wayne And one for the six like [Ebm] Jake
Life's gotta change I got [Bbm] rich nigga problems I start turning to [Ebm] hate
They wanna know how much [Bbm] money I make They wanna know if I'm young [Ebm] and I'm paid
They wanna know if I sponsor the [Db] block They wanna know what I done [Ebm] to the men
[C] I got a cutie that's playing [Bbm] like Ashley I wanna know if it's cause [B] of the fame
She told [Bbm] me that my thing's different [Db] I wanna know if it's cause [Ebm] of the change
What _ [Bbm] can I say?
They hate [Ebm] when they smile at my face
Ain't no one that dreams she [Bbm] got fans She just got a lab [Ebm] in her head
You like your ones, no [Bbm] decorum I like my ones pretty [Ebm] and paid
I didn't get this shit [Bbm] from a handout Had [F] shit planned out well like [Ebm] a slave
At 19 made me [Bbm] a 50 [Ebm] They gave me some leverage
It ain't much but I pat [Bbm] myself on the back [Eb] I was straight outta [Ebm] trenches
Come round here with the chains [Bbm] on My young boo's 10, at [Ebm] the seconds
It's like ever since I got to [Bbm] the back They feel like I lost that cushion
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These OV's cost me a racker Jacket cost me a QB
The shit that I seen on the streets Is the shit that they see in the movies
I should be on the property hand by a man I'm tryna cop me a new piece
And I gotta protect [Ebm] myself Cause feds wanna lock me and opps wanna do me
Don't play with it, [Bbm] we came with it You don't want this life, [Ebm] I'm made for it
Bros on film like [Bbm] Saka He's really tryna [Eb] hit man's face with [Ebm] it
Sleep with it, we made with [Bbm] it I don't trust no one, it's [Ebm] bleakie
I feel like [Bbm] everyone's faking it I see it, I want it, I [Ebm] pay for it
_ [Bbm] What can I say?
They [Ebm] hate by the smile on my face
Ain't no one a gram, she got fans She's got a [Ebm] lab in her head
You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and big
I didn't take this [Bbm] shit from a handout I had shit in my handout, [Ebm] like a slave
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_ _ [Bbm] What can I say?
They hate by the [Ebm] smell of my face
Ain't no one a [Db] gram she got fans She's with me got [Ebm] a lab and an A
[Bb] You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and paid
I didn't get this [Bbm] shit from a handout Had shit planned out, [Ebm] well I can say
I'm with her and her [Bbm] friends getting lit I can't post that [Ebm] shit, I'm amazed
Try slowly [Bbm] turn off the headlights And jump up, [Ebm] put into shade
But it's not fate where they [Bbm] leave us alone Anything faithful, [Ebm] we get to play
Anything up, get [Bbm] paid Anything [Bb] up, get paid
[Bbm] The boss don't make me look rich But I'm in love with the [Ebm] blame
I ain't spoke to my [Bbm] bro in long But he knows that the love's the [Ebm] same
I got one for the [Bbm] night like Wayne And one for the six like [Ebm] Jake
Life's gotta change I got [Bbm] rich nigga problems I start turning to [Ebm] hate
They wanna know how much [Bbm] money I make They wanna know if I'm young [Ebm] and I'm paid
They wanna know if I sponsor the [Db] block They wanna know what I done [Ebm] to the men
[C] I got a cutie that's playing [Bbm] like Ashley I wanna know if it's cause [B] of the fame
She told [Bbm] me that my thing's different [Db] I wanna know if it's cause [Ebm] of the change
What _ [Bbm] can I say?
They hate [Ebm] when they smile at my face
Ain't no one that dreams she [Bbm] got fans She just got a lab [Ebm] in her head
You like your ones, no [Bbm] decorum I like my ones pretty [Ebm] and paid
I didn't get this shit [Bbm] from a handout Had [F] shit planned out well like [Ebm] a slave
At 19 made me [Bbm] a 50 [Ebm] They gave me some leverage
It ain't much but I pat [Bbm] myself on the back [Eb] I was straight outta [Ebm] trenches
Come round here with the chains [Bbm] on My young boo's 10, at [Ebm] the seconds
It's like ever since I got to [Bbm] the back They feel like I lost that cushion
[Eb] _
These OV's cost me a racker Jacket cost me a QB
The shit that I seen on the streets Is the shit that they see in the movies
I should be on the property hand by a man I'm tryna cop me a new piece
And I gotta protect [Ebm] myself Cause feds wanna lock me and opps wanna do me
Don't play with it, [Bbm] we came with it You don't want this life, [Ebm] I'm made for it
Bros on film like [Bbm] Saka He's really tryna [Eb] hit man's face with [Ebm] it
Sleep with it, we made with [Bbm] it I don't trust no one, it's [Ebm] bleakie
I feel like [Bbm] everyone's faking it I see it, I want it, I [Ebm] pay for it
_ [Bbm] What can I say?
They [Ebm] hate by the smile on my face
Ain't no one a gram, she got fans She's got a [Ebm] lab in her head
You like your ones, [Bbm] no decorum I like mine ones [Ebm] pretty and big
I didn't take this [Bbm] shit from a handout I had shit in my handout, [Ebm] like a slave
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