Chords for Montana Of 300 - Middle Child (Remix) (Official Video)

I'm about to go crazy on that.
Shout out to that nigga [Ab] J.
Cole, man.
Ah!
One of the only motherfuckers I fuck with.
[Cm] They counted me out as if God don't exist.
I know those that quit on me, they gotta [G] be pissed.
I went [Ab] through the worst, made my heaven on earth.
Just to get past them gates, I was hopping the fence.
I'm [Cm] counting my blessings.
I'm counting the bodies and names of the rappers.
I checked off my list.
[Ab] They say it's a track.
It sound more like a skit.
I put rappers in boxes.
This shit is a gift.
I'm [Cm] feeling like Birdie.
I'm above the rim.
But I'm [G] Thomas Shepard.
Two niggas just [Ab] flipped.
I do not smoke.
I don't drink.
I don't sip.
I am too focused.
Don't get [Eb] any strips.
Man, these [Cm] motherfuckers don't think like a hustler.
They bound [G] to go broke trying to follow the drip.
I'm dripping.
I'm saucing.
When I [Eb] say I'm balling, I'm sharpening.
Shining.
Ain't talking a skip.
I don't trust [Cm] record labels.
This shit's all a trick.
See, they'll make you famous while you make them rich.
I feel [Eb] like a cowboy.
That gun on my hip.
I put holes on your block like a nigga that came.
They say [Cm] he won't smoke if I give him my arms.
I put them in the bag.
He about to get zipped.
My gun [C] game is vicious.
Ain't talking about smooches.
But I know some niggas that only [Cm] sell sticks.
And I know some niggas that only hit licks.
You'll think someone was sick.
How they looking for vicks?
Shout out [Ab] to my squad, bitch.
We moves like a mob.
I just want to see everyone set like a pick.
We getting too dope like I'm driving the coupe.
Bitch, I got killers that's hired to shoot.
Bro [Ab] popping that still once I give him the crew.
You'll get dropped like you bishop for [Cm] trying my goose.
Been a beast in these streets.
I put 24s on the Caprice.
Chevy used to sit higher than Snoop.
I'm going to give [Ab] them the truth till I lie in the suit.
The kicks [Cm] on me busting like Zion at group.
I am some made.
I did this shit by [G] myself.
I can't get put on the shelf.
Bitch, [Ab] I'm that nigga.
No amount of money contained.
I been going nuts since I came.
Hustlers [Cm] in my blood.
It pumped through my veins.
[B] Before the web, I was with Mary Jane.
I been [Ab] in the game.
I was moving them things.
Came out clean at the end.
[Eb] Nigga, that's Eddie Kane.
I [Cm] feel like Pop when they drop Machiavelli.
I feel like 007 [C] Lorraine.
I don't [Ab] give a fuck about icing.
No change.
Just the thought of my children's the [F] reason I train. _
[Gm] All they know is the sauce.
They don't know [Bb] the cost.
All you show is your wins.
[C] Let them know the loss.
Read some books [G] and keep calm if they pull [F] you over.
The police hate a nigga that know the laws.
Why stand up [Cm] for a flag when they hope we fall?
[Gm] In the grave or a jail [Ab] that could hold us all?
Pin down like a bowling ball.
They got a hold of y'all.
Follow King James like he Protocol.
Woo.
When it come to this rapping, you know [C] I'm a bitch with it.
Take any beat I like and sink my teeth in it.
I could get [G] conscious, bitch.
I could go deep with it.
Words for your soul, yeah, I know how to preach with it.
Bar after bar, nigga, I can start beating it.
Change [Ab] up my flow on you hoes like Mystique with it.
Up in the stoop, sometimes I [Eb] put the beef in it.
Fuck who critiquing it?
I'm out they reach with it.
I cannot dumb it down.
I cannot weaken it.
I got it mastered, bitch.
I can start teaching it.
The scary thing [Cm] is I ain't reached my peak with it, huh?
Still independent, nigga.
I'm a boss.
[G] Check my neck work.
If I ain't got [Ab] a floss, bitch, I bend leg like a Molotov.
[Eb] LV's on me when I tie my scar.
[Cm] Wings up, bitch.
That's a lot of sauce.
[G] Million dollar dick up in designer drawers.
[Ab] All my ex-bitches want my niggas off.
They want the cock back like a Tomahawk.
Your bitch [Cm] want to see me.
She say she ain't sleeping.
And since [Gm] she gonna wait up for me like a scale.
I fucked her good.
[Ab] Now she under my spell.
She be calling me [F] Jesus every time I nail.
I was [Cm] cooler than sack up in school with them.
Tactile me [G] flexing like Slater.
I'm saved by the bell.
They say [Ab] they won't smoke.
They won't beat.
They from [Ab] Tomahwell.
_ _ [C] _ _
Bitches, when I drop, they listen.
Whole time [Ab] they be wishing a real nigga fail.
Used to feel so alone when I used to come home.
Knew my OG was high [G] because I knew how it smell.
If I grab my phone and I go to my notes,
there's bars in the cell.
He ain't up in the jail.
They say that [Ab] man on fire on tracks.
He's unstoppable.
Must have been [Eb] training.
They think he didn't sell.
Don't need a big posse because niggas Takashi.
They [C] running the 12 and the niggas a [Eb] tail.
I know some niggas who ain't coming home with nobody
to call who don't ever get mail.
I got some loved ones that never call me
unless they want some money or need to post bail.
I know some niggas that got they ass hit up
and still to this day, [Cm] they ain't doing too well.
Way before rap, I was getting the cash.
I'm pulling up, dropping off zips of the gas.
They don't [Ab] while I'm balling, still getting to that bag.
Just like Master Roshi, my stick [Eb] in the stash.
Tipping [Cm] off the phone, selling it loud.
When counsel compressed, I was breaking them down.
I'm hugging my mama.
I'm making her [Ab] proud.
Active with my [Eb] children, I'm making them smile.
I'm [Cm] killing these rappers.
I'm raping these now.
I'm outdoing them and they can't make a sound.
I give it my guidance, my time and my wisdom.
Yep, I treat hip hop like I'm raising a child.
They like how I rock.
Got them raising the power.
And I'm done [Gm] with this shit, bitch.
I'm taking the [Ab] power flow over y'all heads.
I be making them drown.
I'm the greatest right now, [Eb] bitch.
I'm taking the crown.
[Cm] _ _ _ Rap God, FGE shit. _
[Ab] New album dropping May 20th.
Views from the General's [Cm] Helmet. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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