Chords for Nyck Caution ft. Joey Bada$$ - "What's Understood" (Official Music Video)

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[Gb] _ _ _ _ _ I run around [Ebm] through the night like I'm nocturnal Run it raw [Gb] through the white fool, she not
fertile Everybody in my high school, shittin' on me
rappin' Wish you would've swapped journals, I am
[Bb] not the flop I learned that when the [Bbm] block was hot and
Lil Wayne got me thinkin' that I got this A little pain gon' happen in the process
But a little change gon' [Ebm] happen after all that Now I'm thinkin' [B] back like I once did
Hey, back when I thought I could rush it Summer camp gettin' high in the bunk beds
Summer plans gettin' fly for the function You know that I was gettin' by as a young
kid Hey, [Eb] yeah, back when everything was blissful
Back [B] when everything was so simple _ [Ebm] But everything don't last forever
I break bread with the fans, break ass together Little different than my last erection
Get the flowers like a [B] bass, but rather A couple shots put him down like an anesthetic
And now you ain't too fast, but gentlemen
Belt out, mid-cold, all that [Abm] Belt out, mid-cold, and the [Ebm] world know that
If you see me round the block, I don't [Eb] know your depth
World class on the verse, you can hold your flap
[B] We good, good, y'all know the name [Bbm] Yeah, I said what's understood
Don't gotta be explained Metro, [Bb] Metro, booming once more
[Eb] Went to school, ain't wanna go [Gb] So I started dropping out
And instead I hit that road [Ebm] Now this life is all I fucking love
You took a shot, you [Eb] moved and carried low [Bbm] Boy, I swear to [Ebm] God, I did this [Ab] to my grave
[Gb] What's understood, don't gotta [Fm] be explained _ _
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[Gb] _ _ Okay, yeah, [Bbm] yeah _
[Eb] Back in the booth with my bullshit It's a new year, I'm on my bullshit
Got the news, they need more shit Drop my debut, been on tour
[B] Sittin' on the shoot, man, I really hate this [Eb] view
Name another youth that really did it on this song
No majors, no cosign at all Just labor and raising the bar
Still ain't enough to get a body to a wall Like I still ain't getting nothing, I been doing this [Ebm] all
Fuck it, I'ma pull up to [Abm] the walls to the squad
Slide out the door, shoot up at [B] stars
Who want war, man, they the [Abm] one, nah, man
Who want win, win, [Ebm] why go wrong?
Catch a motherfucker like Mickey with [F] his gun
With a .22,
bitch, ain't .22
yet
Every day, tryna learn Russian, [Gb] who led the church
21, I beat the FB Young, I be the greatest one
He throw me to my face, I use this key
It's gonna be straight, how many times it gonna be late?
Less my chance, so no, not me
Check my dance and go the right way
Take one glance and so the right thing
I [Ebm] can give a fuck what they say [Gb] about me
They ain't making none, they [Ebm] ain't taking my cheese
I ain't got a full speed, I the greater host
I'm about to lead to the water, don't you wanna take a [F] motherfucking tree
Guess I was wrong, cause they more [Ab] like sheep
They're stressed in [Gb] the belly of the beast
For Generation X to Generation Y to Generation Z
Z, Z, Z, I'll make you sleep
[Ebm] I'm ready when the war [Gb] time
In the belly of the beast, so [Bbm] the clock rhymes
Deli on the street, nigga, fuck 12
See the cameras on me, but not touchdown
Feds watching, please believe it
Don't share my business with social [Gb] media
Niggas [Ebm] devious, they can't eat with us
When the [Bb] rest on fake beef with us, and it's like
It's like, [Abm] like, like, you know
[Ebm] You took the shot
You [Eb] moved and carried low
Boy, [Bbm] I swear [Ebm] to God
I drank [Ab] this through my grave [Gb] What's undisturbed
Don't try [Fm] to be explained _
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