No More Chords by Nasty C

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_ _ [C] _ _ _ [Fm] I
Used to be a prom match nigga, I'm not [Cm] no more.
I should [Fm] be a quitter.
I'm not [G] no more so damn better
[C] I'm not no more not no more.
Oh, no.
[Fm] No six in the morning.
I get [Cm] up
Three [Fm] cars and I got a [G] job _
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_ _ [Cm] I
Was [Fm] even broken [G] December
Cumberland girls to the crib if they see [C] the way I live then I might just be a virgin [Fm] forever
But me I was clever you [Cm] said a hose that my friend was my brother
[Fm] But his mother was my [G] step one his place was better
No tape on the [Cm] windows the couch real leather and [Fm] they had a helper
Come on see you on the wall, they were [Cm] asking you [G#] the only one that's not [C#] talking your family
God bless me in other places and [Cm] frankly, there's nothing I could do [Gm] about the car that he [Fm] hands me
So skip the chat.
I got something to show you time into this bed.
Let me [C#] bend and fold you already know that story
[C] Yes, I'm so much better than the old me [Fm] when I used to be a prom match nigga.
I'm not [Cm] no more
I [Fm] should be a quitter.
I'm not [G] no more so damn better.
[C] I'm not no more not no more
Oh, no, [Fm] no six in the morning.
I get [Cm] up
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_ _ [Cm] _ _ [F] _ [G] Three cars and I got a job
Passports headed like a Mexican.
[C] I could you second-guess the man bitch.
You must [Fm] be on coke.
Try skip me like a Pepsi can
[Cm] I got songs for a [F] nigga at his desk the jam [C#] for a nigga with a rope around his neck the jam
[C] That's why they ride for me like a Manchester fan [Fm] for the bitches that just wanna pop eggs and dance
Saving up the going get they chest in [C#] hands
I even got the slow jam heaters for my [Cm] teeth is who just wanna call a girl for a second [Fm] chance
But for the chat, I got something to show you
So when I get my Grammy I can [C#] tell you I told you and only God knows how my story ends
[Cm] But I'm so much better than the old me [Fm] win _
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