Chords for Rusty (Feat. Domo Genesis, Earl Sweatshirt) - Tyler, The Creator

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Rusty (Feat. Domo Genesis, Earl Sweatshirt) - Tyler, The Creator chords
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[E]
I'm sayin' you know like, [Ebm] all I ever told you to do is grow up, don't go down, you know,
like, don't, you know, grow up, don't go down, grow out.
You're gonna be [E] a kid, you're doing your thing, hanging [Ebm] out with your friends, months later
you're world famous, big gay rights activist, you don't even know it.
You know what, I don't wanna say it to you no more, Tyler.
Fuck you, [E] Tyler.
Watch me get this money, nigga, tired of [Eb] being hungry, nigga, nothing funny.
You sass me while I'm thrashing, I'm a bunch of nigga, never made of plastic, I'm a savage,
you [Am] look lunch, my nigga, [Eb] passing all you hated fucking facts, we don't [B] discuss, my nigga.
[E] We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop [A] no hollies, bitch, [Eb] I'm hock and spit and got
some niggas out here bopping ollie sweat.
[Ebm] Bunch of novices, our future [D] the squad is thick, [Eb] them young niggas is a back and brass
and tacky with [B] no common [E] sense.
We the last of a dying [A] breed, and [Ebm] we don't give a fuck so we cannot supply your [A] needs.
Them [Eb] stupid niggas who act dead are hype as dying [D] fleas.
My [Eb] pocket solid, making profit off the highest [B] fees, [E] bitch.
Merch frack as I get on the [A] first person, [Ebm] niggas I'm so cool I refer them [B] in third person.
Watch [Ebm] me get this money, I'm up when the [D] birds chirp.
[Eb] Make actions, fuck rehearsals.
[B]
[E] Nigga, summer, fall, winter time, 24 [Eb]-365, you niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine.
I don't [Bb] have plenty [Eb] time, flying out at any time, [Abm] getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine, you niggas gon' give me [E] mine.
Summer, fall, winter time, 24 [Ebm]-365, you niggas gon' give me mine.
I don't [Ab] have plenty [Eb] time, flying [Ebm] out at any time, getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine.
In a world [E] where kids my age are popping [B] mollies with flutter,
sitting [Ebm] on tumblr never outside or enjoying the [Eb] weather.
Can name [Ebm] a sweater but not a talent or don't know if [D] whether or not [Eb] they got one.
Try to change their life for the [Bb] better.
I was a drama [E] club kid, I run with the [B] funding.
My nuts bitch [Ebm] that was defiant always said fuck [A] shit.
Hated the [Ebm] popular ones, now I'm the popular [Bb] one.
[Ebm] Also hated homes too till I start copping me [Gb] some.
Seattle [E] bees in a trap nigga, I bees in the [Eb] bees.
And I be [Ebm] gassing up my buzz like some bees in a [B] shell.
Fucking [Ebm] sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on [D] Adele.
And [Ebm] bitches getting touchy feely like they reading some [A] Braille.
I [E] bust quick like gun holders with short tempers and [Dm] well.
I try [Ebm] to tell the kids like fuck it, start [Eb] being yourself.
These fucking [Ebm] rappers got stylish cause they can't think for [Eb] themselves.
See they don't have [Ebm] an identity so they needed some [E] help.
But [Eb] really boy, hoes is looking [Ebm] silly boy.
I'm in that past season preem shit older [Abm] than pity [Ebm] boy.
Not a diss but same [Eb] with ice cream, my shit [Ebm] is speedy breeze.
Not Killsmith, Transworld page [E] 64.
Hopping like oil ollies [Ebm] and fire flames.
I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the [Abm] fucking [Eb] quiet gang.
The fuck am I saying?
Tyler's not [Ebm] even a violent name.
I'm about as threatening as stained windbreakers and hurricanes.
[E] But he rapes women and spit wrong like [Eb] he hate Dennis.
God damn Dennis 666 and he's not [Ebm] finished.
And when shit's this and he hates women [Am] but love kids.
[Eb] See y'all niggas tripping man.
[Ebm] Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong.
[Abm] Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 [B] of my songs.
[Ebm] Look at that mom [Gb] who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me.
[Abm] Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son [B] got to eat.
[Gb] Look at the kid who had [Bbm] the 9 and tried [Db] to blow out his [Gb] mind.
[E] But talking money I said hi, I guess I bought him some [D] time.
Look [Eb] at the ones in the crowd, that shit is barnacles huh.
They thought I wasn't parents until I threw a carnival huh.
But then again I'm an atheist that just worships Satan.
And that's probably why I'm not getting [B] no fucking album [Eb] placements.
And MTV [Ab] can suck my dick and I [B] ain't fucking playing.
Bro they never playing it, I just want shit for [Ebm] they fucking ratings.
[E] Analog bands are getting sick of the [Bb] [A] rape.
All the [Ebm] TronCat bands are getting sick of the [A] lace.
But what about [Eb] me bitch?
I'm getting sick of [D] complaints.
But [Eb] I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the [Am] bank.
Oh [E] no but shit who really gives a fuck what I [A] think.
My [Ebm] fans don't, they turning on me shit, they almost [B] extinct.
Fuck [Eb] my studio time, I'ma go purchase a [A] string.
Record the [Ebm] session and send all you motherfuckers a link.
Summer, fall, winter time, 24-365.
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have any [Eb] time.
Flying out at any time, getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine, you niggas gon' give me [E] mine.
Summer, fall, winter time, 24 [Ebm]
-365.
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't [Abm] have any [Eb]
time.
Flying out at any time, getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine, you niggas gon' give me [Abm] mine.
Shit's like nice I look forward, not [Ebm] remembering.
So much for being sober, I hope that you [F] can forgive [Ebm] me.
But mama I'm close to the edge as possible.
Why [Abm] don't you jump you fucking pussy?
All I'm seeing is a [Ebm] drop in my ocular.
Jumping like they [E] told me that the 40's are off.
Like you know that clip.
Give [Eb] me the therapist to tell him he can [B] float that shit.
Fucking [A] faggot.
Can't compare to fucking Pear with all the program kids.
So maybe a [Ab] pair of pale bitches for the gonads.
[Bb] Little marlin [E] filling me up and all us not giving no [Eb] fucks.
And all of them sentinel chumps and all with that pistol.
He's best though I got one.
Fitting that zombie raw till his wrists are cut.
Bitch gotta sing for me.
Now shut the fuck [B] up.
[E]
[Eb] Samuel's here.
[A] Where's Wolf?
Fucking [N] faggot.
Salem was mine, bitch.
[Dbm]
Was that good enough you fucking pussy?
[N]
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm sayin' you know like, _ [Ebm] all I ever told you to do is grow up, don't go down, you know,
like, don't, you know, grow up, don't go down, grow out.
_ You're gonna be [E] a kid, you're doing your thing, hanging [Ebm] out with your friends, months later
you're world famous, big gay rights activist, you don't even know it.
You know what, I don't wanna say it to you no more, Tyler.
_ Fuck you, [E] Tyler.
Watch me get this money, nigga, tired of [Eb] being hungry, nigga, nothing funny.
You sass me while I'm thrashing, I'm a bunch of nigga, never made of plastic, I'm a savage,
you [Am] look lunch, my nigga, [Eb] passing all you hated fucking facts, we don't [B] discuss, my nigga.
[E] We ain't on no jolly shit and we don't pop [A] no hollies, bitch, [Eb] I'm hock and spit and got
some niggas out here bopping ollie sweat.
[Ebm] Bunch of novices, our future [D] the squad is thick, [Eb] them young niggas is a back and brass
and tacky with [B] no common [E] sense.
We the last of a dying [A] breed, and [Ebm] we don't give a fuck so we cannot supply your [A] needs.
Them [Eb] stupid niggas who act dead are hype as dying [D] fleas.
My [Eb] pocket solid, making profit off the highest [B] fees, [E] bitch.
Merch frack as I get on the [A] first person, [Ebm] niggas I'm so cool I refer them [B] in third person.
Watch [Ebm] me get this money, I'm up when the [D] birds chirp.
[Eb] _ Make actions, fuck rehearsals.
[B] _
[E] Nigga, summer, fall, winter time, 24 [Eb]-365, you niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine.
I don't [Bb] have plenty [Eb] time, flying out at any time, [Abm] getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine, you niggas gon' give me [E] mine.
Summer, fall, winter time, 24 [Ebm]-365, you niggas gon' give me mine.
I don't [Ab] have plenty [Eb] time, flying [Ebm] out at any time, getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give me mine, you niggas gon' give me mine.
In a world [E] where kids my age are popping [B] mollies with flutter,
sitting [Ebm] on tumblr never outside or enjoying the [Eb] weather.
Can name [Ebm] a sweater but not a talent or don't know if [D] whether or not [Eb] they got one.
Try to change their life for the [Bb] better.
I was a drama [E] club kid, I run with the [B] funding.
My nuts bitch [Ebm] that was defiant always said fuck [A] shit.
Hated the [Ebm] popular ones, now I'm the popular [Bb] one.
[Ebm] Also hated homes too till I start copping me [Gb] some.
Seattle [E] bees in a trap nigga, I bees in the [Eb] bees.
And I be [Ebm] gassing up my buzz like some bees in a [B] shell.
Fucking [Ebm] sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on [D] Adele.
And [Ebm] bitches getting touchy feely like they reading some [A] Braille.
I [E] bust quick like gun holders with short tempers and [Dm] well.
I try [Ebm] to tell the kids like fuck it, start [Eb] being yourself.
These fucking [Ebm] rappers got stylish cause they can't think for [Eb] themselves.
See they don't have [Ebm] an identity so they needed some [E] help.
But _ [Eb] _ really boy, hoes is looking [Ebm] silly boy.
I'm in that past season preem shit older [Abm] than pity [Ebm] boy.
Not a diss but same [Eb] with ice cream, my shit [Ebm] is speedy breeze.
Not Killsmith, Transworld page [E] 64.
_ Hopping like oil ollies [Ebm] and fire flames.
I'm harder than DJ Khaled playing the [Abm] fucking [Eb] quiet gang.
The fuck am I saying?
Tyler's not [Ebm] even a violent name.
I'm about as threatening as stained windbreakers and hurricanes.
[E] But he rapes women and spit wrong like [Eb] he hate Dennis.
God damn Dennis 666 and he's not [Ebm] finished.
And when shit's this and he hates women [Am] but love kids.
[Eb] See y'all niggas tripping man.
_ [Ebm] Look at that article that says my subject matter is wrong.
[Abm] Saying I hate gays even though Frank is on 10 [B] of my songs.
[Ebm] Look at that mom [Gb] who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me.
[Abm] Though I'm the reason that her motherfucking son [B] got to eat.
[Gb] Look at the kid who had [Bbm] the 9 and tried [Db] to blow out his [Gb] mind.
[E] But talking money I said hi, I guess I bought him some [D] time.
Look [Eb] at the ones in the crowd, that shit is barnacles huh.
They thought I wasn't parents until I threw a carnival huh.
But then again I'm an atheist that just worships Satan.
And that's probably why I'm not getting [B] no fucking album [Eb] placements.
And MTV [Ab] can suck my dick and I [B] ain't fucking playing.
Bro they never playing it, I just want shit for [Ebm] they fucking ratings.
[E] Analog bands are getting sick of the [Bb] [A] rape.
All the [Ebm] TronCat bands are getting sick of the [A] lace.
But what about [Eb] me bitch?
I'm getting sick of [D] complaints.
But [Eb] I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the [Am] bank.
Oh [E] no but shit who really gives a fuck what I [A] think.
My [Ebm] fans don't, they turning on me shit, they almost [B] extinct.
Fuck [Eb] my studio time, I'ma go purchase a [A] string.
Record the [Ebm] session and send all you motherfuckers a link.
Summer, fall, winter time, 24-365.
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't have any [Eb] time.
Flying out at any time, getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine, you niggas gon' give me [E] mine.
Summer, fall, winter time, 24 _ [Ebm]
-365.
You niggas gon' give me mine, I don't [Abm] have any [Eb]
time.
Flying out at any time, getting money any grind.
You niggas gon' give [Ebm] me mine, you niggas gon' give me [Abm] mine.
Shit's like nice I look forward, not [Ebm] remembering.
So much for being sober, I hope that you [F] can forgive [Ebm] me.
But mama I'm close to the edge as possible.
Why [Abm] don't you jump you fucking pussy?
All I'm seeing is a [Ebm] drop in my ocular.
Jumping like they [E] told me that the 40's are off.
Like you know that clip.
Give [Eb] me the therapist to tell him he can [B] float that shit.
Fucking [A] faggot.
Can't compare to fucking Pear with all the program kids.
So maybe a [Ab] pair of pale bitches for the gonads.
[Bb] Little marlin [E] filling me up and all us not giving no [Eb] fucks.
And all of them sentinel chumps and all with that pistol.
He's best though I got one.
Fitting that zombie raw till his wrists are cut.
Bitch gotta sing for me.
Now shut the fuck [B] up.
_ [E] _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] Samuel's here. _
_ _ [A] _ Where's Wolf? _ _
_ _ Fucking [N] faggot. _ _
Salem was mine, bitch.
_ _ [Dbm] _
Was that good enough you fucking pussy?
_ [N] _

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