Chords for Mick Jenkins - Crossroads (ft. Chance The Rapper & Vic Mensa)

[Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Fm] I ain't _ never been the type of nigga that'll change you fame, you can put it in quotes.
Been down [Ab] to ride for my niggas, had pegs on a mongoose, sittin' on spokes.
Ten cups sittin' on a peanut butter loaf.
Livin' on the rim of the glass of the water.
Don't you see that people out here pimpin' yo' hope.
Livin' on a whim, lower class, gettin' slaughtered.
[Fm] Guilt, niggas in the street on a pipe, no guilt.
It's a skirt, motherfucker, you know it.
Pull the triggers to the beat, takin' lines, no guilt.
Got the summer feelin' like this, slower.
Cold, soaks, hurt, mulch, damn.
You can tell these niggas need a drink.
Sun get hotter, streets get colder.
Damn, you can tell these niggas need a drink.
Split hits slow like it's comin' out the sink.
And the shit hot like it's comin' in the mink.
Never dumb it down, make a dumb nigga think.
Ginger in the tea, make a dumb nigga drink.
[Ab] Flippin' yo' heart, if it's flippin' yo' soul.
Flippin' that iron, I'm droppin' that sink.
Gotta move smart, I don't love to be dope.
This is what I'm gonna do with the coke and the A.
[Fm] Like, whoa, no.
Lock a nigga up for smokin' purple.
I'm screamin' free my niggas to the world blow.
_ I'm screamin' free my niggas to the world blow.
_ Say, money, she gon' do it for the free.
She gon' do it for the free. _
In her reservation [Ab] with a Navajo.
Indian in her family like a Latin.
Lot [Fm] of hoes.
Lot of hoes.
Lot of hoes been said that they was not a ho.
Lot of leprechaun been lied about they prodigal.
I'm bout my green [Ab] like an avocado guac-a-hole.
I'm from the side, she say she's shy, but she's got [Bbm] a goal.
Prodigal, [Fm] solid goal.
[Ab] Change bar from college shows.
Stayin' out in Hollywood.
We ain't out to holler, [Fm] girl.
Come to Kazi, come a-comin'.
Keep it common kind.
Yeah, me and King LKD, here's a comin' clump.
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[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'.
I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'.
I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'.
I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'.
I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'.
I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'. Shut up!
_ I just keep _
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] goin'.
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[Fm] _ with church, demons in [Ab] the night with obsolete, solar collection cash out the path of Perth,
give it to Obama to get something [Fm] to eat, paper twists and bend it backwards, flip the
script these lexic actors, Adams mashin' passing, bombing right now off my taxes, Uncle Janna
put a deficit [Ab] on my debit card, he [Fm] McJankin, Chancellor of Chances, all you know competitor.
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