Chords for Macklemore - White Walls Feat. Schoolboy Q & Hollis (Lyrics On Screen) (The Heist)

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116.5 bpm
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D

G

Gm

Ab

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Macklemore - White Walls Feat. Schoolboy Q & Hollis (Lyrics On Screen) (The Heist) chords
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I wanna be free, I wanna just live
Inside [G] my Cadillac, that is my shit
And I'll [D] throw it up, that's what it is
[G] In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch
[D] Can't see me through my tents, I'm ridin' real [G] slow
And my paint wet, jumpin' shinin' like my 24s
I don't got 24s, but I'm on those Vogues
That's those big white walls, round them [D] 100s, folks
Old school like old English in that brown paper bag
I'm rollin' in that same whip that my granddad had
Hello, haters, damn, y'all mad
[G] 30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?
[D] Yeah, that all-black Cadillac,
[Gm] I spent the week thinkin' myself
Roll [D] up, move up, layin' in style
[G] I shout, the city never was so bad, right?
[Ab] Man, [B] I'm loungin' in some shit, burning back, woulda been prouder
Lookin' down [D] from heaven like Diana, stylish, smilin'
Don't pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway illegally, goin' 120
Easy, even in and out of the traffic
[G] They cannot catch me, I'm smashin' them duckin'
Fuckin' them out here, I'm lookin' fuckin' fantastic
I am up in the [D] classic, now I
Know what it's like, under the city lights
Riding into the night, drivin' over the [Gm] bridge
The same one we walk across as kids
You know what heaven would've been if it weren't like [D] this
Old school, old school, candy, paint, paint, see the
Yeah, I'm from Seattle, Miss Hellahana Civics
I couldn't tell you about paint either
But I really wanted the Caddy, so I put in the hours
And rolled up on one to the [G] dealer and I found the car
Dreamed of some bargain with the squeezer
Got the keys and as I was leavin' I started screamin'
I [D] got that all-black
[G]
[D]
[G] Cadillac, the city never was so bad, right?
[D] Backwoods and dope, white hoes in the backseat, short and coke
She doin' line after line like she writin' rhymes
I had it in hell and my love tryna blow her mind
Got her like Pimpin', my uncle was on 14
I sold his keys, me and my niggas was gone
Seen abortions of his liquor, water in his Patron
Drive a Spinal like I won the fuckin' lottery, hoes
Sometimes, niggas folks on it, and the folks too
Mustard and mayonnaise keepin' the buns all up
Dolls hangin' out the window, young as wits
Frontin' like we wild, tryna fuck them all
Never fucked a whip, see what's poppin' at the mall
Need a bad [G] bitch, slap a booty with my pow
Niggas fucked the pussy, I was stayin' down the wall
Got the sweat inside, tryna hypnotize
Gripped the leather steering wheel where I grip the thighs
See the [D] lust up in her eyes, maybe she like to ride
Or did she like to smoke, or did she wanna love
This shit a coup de grace, so you never know
So we cruise for minutes, my nigga parked the limit
Now the window tinted, bitch, I'm a gangster
And the socks of the gas is finished
All black Cadillac,
[G]
[D]
[G] the city never was so bad
[Ab] [D] Midnight drive, gas pedaling back
[A] Taking my time, I'm rolling [D] in the sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright
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I wanna be free, I wanna just live
Inside [G] my Cadillac, that is my shit
And I'll [D] throw it up, that's what it _ is
[G] In my C-A-D-I-L-L-A-C, bitch _
[D] Can't see me through my tents, I'm ridin' real [G] slow
And my paint wet, jumpin' shinin' like my 24s
I don't got 24s, but I'm on those Vogues
That's those big white walls, round them [D] 100s, folks
Old school like old English in that brown paper bag
I'm rollin' in that same whip that my granddad had
Hello, _ haters, damn, y'all mad
[G] 30K on the Caddy, now how backpack rap is that?
[D] Yeah, that all-black Cadillac, _ _
_ [Gm] I spent the week thinkin' myself
Roll [D] up, move up, layin' in style
[G] I shout, the city never was so bad, right?
[Ab] Man, [B] I'm loungin' in some shit, burning back, woulda been prouder
Lookin' down [D] from heaven like Diana, stylish, smilin'
Don't pay attention to the mileage
Can I hit the freeway illegally, goin' 120
Easy, even in and out of the traffic
[G] They cannot catch me, I'm smashin' them duckin'
Fuckin' them out here, I'm lookin' fuckin' fantastic
I am up in the [D] classic, now I
Know what it's like, under the city lights
Riding into the night, drivin' over the [Gm] bridge
The same one we walk across as kids
You know what heaven would've been if it weren't like [D] this
Old school, old school, candy, paint, paint, see the
Yeah, I'm from Seattle, Miss Hellahana Civics
I couldn't tell you about paint either
But I really wanted the Caddy, so I put in the hours
And rolled up on one to the [G] dealer and I found the car
Dreamed of some bargain with the squeezer
Got the keys and as I was leavin' I started screamin'
I [D] got that all-black _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ Cadillac, the city never was so bad, right?
_ [D] Backwoods and dope, white hoes in the backseat, short and coke
She doin' line after line like she writin' rhymes
I had it in hell and my love tryna blow her mind
Got her like Pimpin', my uncle was on 14
I sold his keys, me and my niggas was gone
Seen abortions of his liquor, water in his Patron
Drive a Spinal like I won the fuckin' lottery, hoes
_ Sometimes, niggas folks on it, and the folks too
Mustard and mayonnaise keepin' the buns all up
Dolls hangin' out the window, young as wits
Frontin' like we wild, tryna fuck them all
Never fucked a whip, see what's poppin' at the mall
Need a bad [G] bitch, slap a booty with my pow
Niggas fucked the pussy, I was stayin' down the wall
_ Got the sweat inside, tryna hypnotize
Gripped the leather steering wheel where I grip the thighs
See the [D] lust up in her eyes, maybe she like to ride
Or did she like to smoke, or did she wanna love
This shit a coup de grace, so you never know
So we cruise for minutes, my nigga parked the limit
Now the window tinted, bitch, I'm a gangster
And the socks of the gas is finished
All black Cadillac, _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ the city never was so bad
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [D] Midnight drive, gas pedaling back
[A] Taking my time, I'm rolling _ _ _ [D] in the sky
I shine, the city never looked so bright _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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