Chords for Scorey - Bad Role Model (Official Lyric Video)

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[B] [Gb] [E]
[Gb] [E]
[Ebm] [Eb] Never let me play in [E] these countries
I know kids in [B] love with my [Db] heavies
But I ain't the one that you mimic
[Ebm] I was knee deep with them church kids
Like some young Harleys, lil' [Eb] churly
And this no bitch you know ain't [B] shovelin'
We was just thuggin' it [Abm] all, I went in
My snipers [B] thought fuckin' with [E] Glock's team
Got him a jerky, one-arm splitter
[Abm] We put niggas right up in that menu
Now they havin' a squad dinner
Think it's harder for me to forget you
Maybe you got it wrong, nigga
So don't you clean up, [Gb] that I make it [E] dirty
All this mud on my set made it murky
I'm not perfect at all, but [Db] I'm learning
Feel like droppin' [E] that massacre, purging
When it rains, it pours
But lately, it feel like it's storming
[Ebm] You put all them niggas [E] before me
You don't even care about how it would hurt
They don't make them like me no [B] more
Me no more
It's about shit crazy
Some days I don't even wanna be me no more
And I swear life could turn you so heartless
From a sweet young boy
And last night, Leah came in my dreams
Told me to stay the fuck out those streets
It's the life that [Eb] we prayed for and we did it
Can't believe we finally [Abm] won it
Spent years [Ebm] sittin' on the [Dbm] bench
They ain't [Abm] never let me play in these countries
I know kids in love with [Db] my heavies
But I ain't the one that you mimic
I was knee deep with them church kids
Like some young harlots, [Eb] let's say
And this new bitch, you know, ain't [Abm] shovelin'
We was just duckin' it all, I wanted it
My snipers stopped fuckin' with Glocks
He got him a jerky one, all Spanish
We put niggas right up in that [E] menu
Now they havin' a [Ab] squad dinner
Think it's harder [Gb] for me to [Abm] forget you, nigga
You got it wrong, nigga
Business, [B] my niggas standin' on top of [E] me
Like 43, 43, rockin' shit
My life so hard, I might need me a scholarship
Or a sponsorship or both
Where you been, bro?
[B] I been countin' them [Abm] notes
Dick rat hat on me, all in the throat
And it's for [Ebm] that hoe who ever wanna smoke
[B] Pop off feet, that's murder, she broke
Nah, hell nah, they don't make it like me no more
And these niggas be actors
I don't even wanna be part of they scenes no more
Niggas snickin' they mans and shit
Guess Loyce, he ain't in the streets no more
Every smoke, we handle it
I don't even know if it's beef
It's like the morning [Gb] before and we [Dbm] did it
Can't believe we finally win
Spend [Db] years turnin' on the bass
They [F] ain't never let me play in these countries
I know [Gb] kids in love with my [Db] heavies
But I ain't the one that [Ebm] you mimic
I was knee deep with them [Dbm] church kids
That come in young Harleys, let's hit [Ebm] it
And this Nova should know we ain't shovelin'
[Db] We was just duggin' it all in it
[Ab] My snipers, I fuckin' with Glocks
We got em with jerky, one [Abm]-off spinnin'
We put [Gb] niggas right up in that [E] menu
Now they havin' a squad [Ab] dinner
Nigga, it's harder for me to forget you
[E] Nigga, you got it wrong
[Gb]
[B]
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Gb
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B
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Abm
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Db
12341114
E
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Gb
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[Ebm] _ [Eb] Never let me play in [E] these countries
I know kids in [B] love with my [Db] heavies
But I ain't the one that you mimic
[Ebm] I was knee deep with them church kids
Like some young Harleys, lil' [Eb] churly
And this no bitch you know ain't [B] shovelin'
We was just thuggin' it [Abm] all, I went in
My snipers [B] thought fuckin' with [E] Glock's team
Got him a jerky, one-arm splitter
[Abm] We put niggas right up in that menu
Now they havin' a squad dinner
Think it's harder for me to forget you
Maybe you got it wrong, nigga
So don't you clean up, [Gb] that I make it [E] dirty
All this mud on my set made it murky
I'm not perfect at all, but [Db] I'm learning
Feel like droppin' [E] that massacre, purging
When it rains, it pours
But lately, it feel like it's storming
[Ebm] You put all them niggas [E] before me
You don't even care about how it would hurt
They don't make them like me no [B] more
Me no more
It's about shit crazy
Some days I don't even wanna be me no more
And I swear life could turn you so heartless
From a sweet young boy
And last night, Leah came in my dreams
Told me to stay the fuck out those streets
It's the life that [Eb] we prayed for and we did it
Can't believe we finally [Abm] won it
Spent years [Ebm] sittin' on the [Dbm] bench
They ain't [Abm] never let me play in these countries
I know kids in love with [Db] my heavies
But I ain't the one that you mimic
I was knee deep with them church kids
Like some young harlots, [Eb] let's say
And this new bitch, you know, ain't [Abm] shovelin'
We was just duckin' it all, I wanted it
My snipers stopped fuckin' with Glocks
He got him a jerky one, all Spanish
We put niggas right up in that [E] menu
Now they havin' a [Ab] squad dinner
Think it's harder [Gb] for me to [Abm] forget you, nigga
You got it wrong, nigga
Business, [B] my niggas standin' on top of [E] me
Like 43, 43, rockin' shit
My life so hard, I might need me a scholarship
Or a sponsorship or both
Where you been, bro?
[B] I been countin' them [Abm] notes
Dick rat hat on me, all in the throat
And it's for [Ebm] that hoe who ever wanna smoke
[B] Pop off feet, that's murder, she broke
Nah, hell nah, they don't make it like me no more
And these niggas be actors
I don't even wanna be part of they scenes no more
Niggas snickin' they mans and shit
Guess Loyce, he ain't in the streets no more
Every smoke, we handle it
I don't even know if it's beef
It's like the morning [Gb] before and we [Dbm] did it
Can't believe we finally win
Spend [Db] years turnin' on the bass
They [F] ain't never let me play in these countries
I know [Gb] kids in love with my [Db] heavies
But I ain't the one that [Ebm] you mimic
I was knee deep with them [Dbm] church kids
That come in young Harleys, let's hit [Ebm] it
And this Nova should know we ain't shovelin'
[Db] We was just duggin' it all in it
[Ab] My snipers, I fuckin' with Glocks
We got em with jerky, one [Abm]-off spinnin'
We put [Gb] niggas right up in that [E] menu
Now they havin' a squad [Ab] dinner
Nigga, it's harder for me to forget you
[E] Nigga, you got it wrong _
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