Chords for P110 - Mist | @Tweet_Mist #1TAKE

[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ I said the bros dem a slippy and you a slipped up
Had me sitting in the south bruv with no big buds out blazing on mamba
And yeah it's different, I crack head, try for a punch and got licked up on banged up for Christmas
Film four nine o'clock, movie is consistent, when I touch road, big mission
Touch ball, ring, splash, six I'm official, I coulda got luck, with a stickle
Driving got me sitting on my arse, bruv a little
Late night mooching, got myself in a pickle
I was stressed out then, more stressed out a little
Life's on a pause, that's the issue, but I'm like stone no tears no tissue
Opposite sex on my mind, it's a miffle, gel like shitful
Living life like I'm broke, yeah I'm in a shit hole
Living life like I'm broke, yeah I'm in a shit hole
Yeah it's pure pain on the rhythm I'm banged up but it still rains when I'm in here
Pissed off but it won't change when I'm in here
Got me sipping on huge, got me waving in the minute like yeah
Pure pain on the rhythm, banged up but it still rains when I'm in here
Pissed off but it won't change when I'm in here
Got me sippin' on hooch, got me waitin' for the minute like
Try violate, push your wig back I caught a little charge, I read that
My free dogs roll on lions, no Ridgeback I was in the pen with the riffraffs
Flyin' down the M6, doin' bare zig-zag Helicopter caught me in the garden, I was
pissed fam A few months without my baby girl, yeah, it
hit man Can't make up for the time that I miss, man
Speaking to my daughter on the phone, yeah, I miss that
Shit really hit the fuckin' fan, it's a mishap Movin' in the fast lane
Feds made me sick, man Had to value shit I never valued, real shit
fam Carbs and protein, beans out the tin can
H&P, Winston Green, where I've been at Ain't smoke dank in the minute, where the
trees at Squeeze on a pagan, aim higher than his kneecap
So much drama in my life, had to recap Me and mom stressin' on my line about peace,
fam Robbin' and thievin', fuckin' with my feelings
Heard he's got dirty cash, yeah, so we cleaned him
Just got to Q and A, bling goose for the evening
Phoned up Shadow, get a mic when we're meeting Soon touch night, get live on the weekend
Soon touch night, get live on the weekend The money don't come easy, it's [B] nothing like
the lottery I trap [G] hard fam, I gotta do it [D] properly
[Em] I'm getting grown now, have to own the property [C] Feds on me, moving stressed out, try [Bm] locking me
And everywhere [Em] I go, haters keep watching me Cop two trackies, five bills casually
New whip soon, move smooth, fly mangy [C] Talking about the real life, I'm talking
about the [D] Aggies [Bm] Them crocs, rude boy, and the laddies
Talking about [Em] screeching off in the whip with a bag of peas
I bang [Bm] heat, rude boy, casualties [C] Every day, niggas getting locked to chains
of [D] salary [Em] Man them a close, close like family
Hard times have me stressed out, probably [D] damaged me
Made [Em] me to the G, rude boy, and the man in me
Trade [C] A, lick down your squad, the [D] party's turned [Em] over
Far from thrown up, keep calm in a fight Rude boy, fuck a run up
He fuckin' with fire, fam, [Bm] niggas get boned up
See people that I've robbed, [C] rude boy, stick my thumb up
Niggas call me stone [Bm] cold, girls call me stunner Support man you, but you know I'm a gunner
Had [Em] many whips, but I walked for the summer Had many whips, [C] but I walked for the summer
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Holt out all my fuckin' dogs, [C] yeah, yo Cause you ain't [Am] seen me [Em] since Swagger Cam
I've been in the trap getting money, fam Slipped up, went pen, but it's nothing, fam
But on the other hand, still creeping with the art
Now it's that night with the body, make the suttin' bang
Shot down, raised with a couple man The stick's too big for the pouch, bring the duffle bag
I said the stick's too big for the pouch, bring the duffle bag
_ Yeah, bring the [Bm] fuckin' duffle
[Am] M.I.A. to the [Em] fuckin' T, yeah Holt out with the fuckin' man, then, bang _ _
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