Chords for P. Reign - Come Up

Tempo:
91.45 bpm
Chords used:

Abm

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Eb

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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P. Reign - Come Up chords
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[Abm] I'ma come [Ebm] up, yeah, [Abm] I'ma be real soon, yeah, [Ebm] I'ma come up, yeah, [Abm] let's come and wrestle,
of the long walks in the park.
Turning dreams to real [Ebm] life.
lil' on me and big old forty, full of hollow tits, cops [Ebm] kryptonite, my folks ain't win no lottery.
100%  ➙  91BPM
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_ _ _ _ _ [Abm] I'ma come _ [Ebm] up, yeah, [Abm] I'ma be real soon, yeah, [Ebm] I'ma come up, _ yeah, [Abm] let's come and wrestle,
come on, yeah, yeah.
One of the long walks in the park.
I walk them streets every night.
In search of fiends, every night.
Turning dreams to real [Ebm] life.
Like, fuck what's wrong or right?
That young black boy been selling white.
[Abm] Just lil' on me and big old forty, full of hollow tits, cops [Ebm] kryptonite, my folks ain't win no lottery.
This a part of me for this [Abm] robbery, but my son gotta eat, that's just how it's gotta be.
[Eb] Can't put no price on loyalty, like when home boys pay a lawyer fee.
Like [Abm] back when we was coming up
And just enough is not enough
[Ebm] When shit was rough, we were tough
When life was cold, kept me [Abm] distraught
No nightmares, you ain't seen enough
Had a way with words, you ain't read enough
You got your savings stashed at your crib
Well baby mama, watch your kid
Like you was with me from the start
It'll be worth it when we hit [Ebm] the finish
Think I'm slipping when I'm out of town
[Abm] They don't know the shooters all around
_ [Ebm] Told my mama I'ma make her proud
[Abm] Then I went and told my bitch
I told her down
Cause I'ma [Ebm] come up _ _
Yeah, [Abm] I'ma be real soon Yeah
I'ma come up
_ Yeah, it's coming real soon
Yeah
I'ma come up
They ain't pay me no mind, they ain't give me no help
That's why I stayed on my grind
And did this shit by myself
I got two things in this world, baby
My word and my wealth
And keep my name out your mouth
Cause that ain't good for your health
Don't fuck no regular bitch
I ain't no regular thug
Been in the east with some crits
Been in the west with some blunts
[Eb] And all the niggas I'm with
Been getting rich off of [Abm] drugs
You weave a hustle of pitts
That's how it is where I'm [Eb] from
Yeah, they'll doubt about it when it come to me
I'm in and out when it come to [Abm] beef
I feel like Shaq when I'm strapped
Niggas gotta look up when they [Eb] talk to me
Bad bitches with me all in line
I had to dine before I had to dine
Hit a bitch and ain't call her since
She bought a watch but can't find the [Ebm] time
Think I'm slipping when I'm out of town
[Abm]
They don't know the shooters all around
[Ebm] Told my mama I'ma make her proud
[Abm] Then I went and told my bitch to hold it down
Cause [Ebm] I'ma come up
Yeah
I'ma [Abm] be real soon Yeah
I'ma come up
Yeah
It's coming real soon Yeah
[Ebm] I'ma come up _ _
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