Chords for May Store

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74 bpm
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G#

F#

F#m

A

C#m

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[G#] [E] [G#]
[F#] [E]
[F#m] I was under pressure, I feel like [G#] this my calling,
But for work, an hour later, I had to flush it down the [F#] toilet,
Every time they kicked the door down, [C#m] I'm who took the charges,
I came back and tracked [F#] harder, just in case they thought [A] I lost it,
I was staring [F#] no pots over, with terrorist block [G#] soldiers,
I went from heroin, [F#] to a Maryland stockbroker, She could've got a pair of tits for the pair
of kicks, I'm quoting, [G#] all my hoes crazy, I can't
fuck her unless she's bi-polar, Eastside [F#] legend like Sly and [G#] Rodney T,
I'm really feet white, I'm Mr.
T from Rocky 3,
You let these [F#] hoes sweep, talk you y'all niggas, get rocked to [C#m] sleep,
You pay that bitch rent, [F#] I asked that hoe what she got for me,
They know [F#m] I'm up now, but my only [G#] hustle was not the streets,
So when they touch down, I can still crunch you a block apiece,
[F#] I know hoes that won't fuck [G#] you, and jewelers that's out your reach,
I don't hate [G#] niggas, I see them as students that I could eat,
Ayo I'm in these streets [F#] waist deep, If I can't eat with you, you can't eat,
[G#] That's how we give it [C#] up on Main Street, [G#] Pistol with you, you get your face [A] beat,
40 no safety, talk right where my [F#m] waist beat, [G#] Race to the top, who wanna race me,
[C#m] I don't chase money, money chase me, [G#] You know in these bands it [F#m] been a great week,
Remember [A] I put my first deuce, that jar busted in Renee's seat,
I feel like campaigning through [G#] Ray Pink, Bitches like [C#] damn they wanna taste me,
[F#] Skeleton AP, give me [F#m] a minute bro I can't think,
[F#] I'm too busy counting this money for the lawyer, so my dog can get his taste beat,
[D] I been a G [F#] since I jumped [G#] off the porch, Still riding with the poop in the Porsche,
[F#] Still G riding, leave [G#] slumped on your porch, I came up hustling the stuff that you [F#m] snort,
Them [G#] niggas sneak dissing me, that's nothing to cause,
Cause I can have them niggas flip like it's nothing to cause,
[F#] Rackers designing shit, she wanna know what this shit cost,
I told her all you need to know is [G#m] you fucking a boss,
[G#] Yeah, chopper loaded, lock and loaded, [C#m] snitching I do not condone it,
[E] Poppers doming, I don't know shit, [G#] I keep going,
40 pointers, watch it's frozen, I sent in [E] from Toronto to San Antonio,
Blood is not the [C#] rose and box is cutted off,
We know you fucking Marilyn, shoot you where I can take you [A] further,
Hit your son up, hit your daughter, shot [D#] your bitch, put on your coffin,
Niggas stalling, [F#] my niggas here for vibing,
[A] Top off and niggas [F#] bossing,
Need talk, it's starting to break, [G#] stop bossing,
There it [F#] go, jogging, jogging,
Niggas think you faking, boy,
To be you just some fuck nigga, boy your head all too nice and wonky,
[F#m] I don't do no fucking talking,
Balling just on sport,
[G#] GT on the damn with my rich wife bitch,
Niggas [F#] talking culture but not like this,
[G#] I'm a killer and I'm gonna kill [C#m] again,
I [F#] wrote this with a devilish grin,
I'm looking at his neck full of gold,
I knew what kind of car he drove,
Holy ghost and soul, that calico,
Any one of my niggas can snuff me,
They [G#] solid and all official,
Who was shooting on me,
[F#] I'm below his ruthless,
Dug you off the roof shit,
Kick him in his face until he's [C#] fucking toothless,
Murder his [D] music,
I'm from the fucking zoo,
[G#] City full of villains and mobsters too,
I'm in his [F#m] dome,
Machine gun doom,
[G#] This is Zelda nigga,
The bitch in machine gun and plumb,
Filthyness [F#] riddled all in your eardrum,
[A] When it's a price on your head,
Not [F#] up for discussion,
Two slugs in your bitch face,
Those are the repercussions,
This nigga wanna start pleading for his life,
All of a sudden,
[F#m] We wipe away your whole [F#] bloodline,
That's worth the slime,
So we wait until his [G#] seeds get off of us,
[F#m] Guaranteed these little bastards gonna put up a fuss,
And [F#] we're slitting their throats right in front [C#] of you,
Voxel for [F#] criminal,
What machine gun do,
[G#] Niggas will pistol boot your granny,
Run a [F#m] train on your mammy,
Eat some [F#] Spifles,
And that's the life of it,
Yeah
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[F#] [G#]
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F#m
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C#m
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G#
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F#
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F#m
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_ [G#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [G#] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#m] I was under pressure, I feel like [G#] this my calling,
But for work, an hour later, I had to flush it down the [F#] toilet,
Every time they kicked the door down, [C#m] I'm who took the charges,
I came back and tracked [F#] harder, just in case they thought [A] I lost it,
I was staring [F#] no pots over, with terrorist block [G#] soldiers,
I went from heroin, [F#] to a Maryland stockbroker, She could've got a pair of tits for the pair
of kicks, I'm quoting, [G#] all my hoes crazy, I can't
fuck her unless she's bi-polar, Eastside [F#] legend like Sly and [G#] Rodney T,
I'm really feet white, I'm Mr.
T from Rocky 3,
You let these [F#] hoes sweep, talk you y'all niggas, get rocked to [C#m] sleep,
You pay that bitch rent, [F#] I asked that hoe what she got for me,
They know [F#m] I'm up now, but my only [G#] hustle was not the streets,
So when they touch down, I can still crunch you a block apiece,
[F#] I know hoes that won't fuck [G#] you, and jewelers that's out your reach,
I don't hate [G#] niggas, I see them as students that I could eat,
Ayo I'm in these streets [F#] waist deep, If I can't eat with you, you can't eat,
[G#] That's how we give it [C#] up on Main Street, [G#] Pistol with you, you get your face [A] beat,
40 no safety, talk right where my [F#m] waist beat, [G#] Race to the top, who wanna race me,
[C#m] I don't chase money, money chase me, [G#] You know in these bands it [F#m] been a great week,
Remember [A] I put my first deuce, that jar busted in Renee's seat,
I feel like campaigning through [G#] Ray Pink, Bitches like [C#] damn they wanna taste me,
[F#] Skeleton AP, give me [F#m] a minute bro I can't think,
[F#] I'm too busy counting this money for the lawyer, so my dog can get his taste beat,
[D] I been a G [F#] since I jumped [G#] off the porch, Still riding with the poop in the Porsche,
[F#] Still G riding, leave [G#] slumped on your porch, I came up hustling the stuff that you [F#m] snort,
Them [G#] niggas sneak dissing me, that's nothing to cause,
Cause I can have them niggas flip like it's nothing to cause,
[F#] Rackers designing shit, she wanna know what this shit cost,
I told her all you need to know is [G#m] you fucking a boss,
[G#] Yeah, chopper loaded, lock and loaded, [C#m] snitching I do not condone it,
[E] Poppers doming, I don't know shit, [G#] I keep going,
40 pointers, watch it's frozen, I sent in [E] from Toronto to San Antonio,
Blood is not the [C#] rose and box is cutted off,
We know you fucking Marilyn, shoot you where I can take you [A] further,
Hit your son up, hit your daughter, shot [D#] your bitch, put on your coffin,
Niggas stalling, [F#] my niggas here for vibing,
[A] Top off and niggas [F#] bossing,
Need talk, it's starting to break, [G#] stop bossing,
There it [F#] go, jogging, jogging,
Niggas think you faking, boy,
To be you just some fuck nigga, boy your head all too nice and wonky,
[F#m] I don't do no fucking talking,
Balling just on sport,
[G#] GT on the damn with my rich wife bitch,
Niggas [F#] talking culture but not like this,
_ _ _ _ [G#] I'm a killer and I'm gonna kill [C#m] again,
I [F#] wrote this with a devilish grin,
I'm looking at his neck full of gold,
I knew what kind of car he drove,
Holy ghost and soul, that calico,
Any one of my niggas can snuff me,
They [G#] solid and all official,
Who was shooting on me,
[F#] I'm below his ruthless,
Dug you off the roof shit,
Kick him in his face until he's [C#] fucking toothless,
Murder his [D] music,
I'm from the fucking zoo,
[G#] City full of villains and mobsters too,
I'm in his [F#m] dome,
Machine gun doom,
[G#] This is Zelda nigga,
The bitch in machine gun and plumb,
Filthyness [F#] riddled all in your eardrum,
[A] When it's a price on your head,
Not [F#] up for discussion,
Two slugs in your bitch face,
Those are the repercussions,
This nigga wanna start pleading for his life,
All of a sudden,
[F#m] We wipe away your whole [F#] bloodline,
That's worth the slime,
So we wait until his [G#] seeds get off of us,
[F#m] Guaranteed these little bastards gonna put up a fuss,
And [F#] we're slitting their throats right in front [C#] of you,
Voxel for [F#] criminal,
What machine gun do,
[G#] Niggas will pistol boot your granny,
Run a [F#m] train on your mammy,
Eat some [F#] Spifles,
And that's the life of it,
Yeah
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _

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