Chords for Skippa - Self Belief (Official Music Video)

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Yeah, yeah, I [Em] love it, I love [F] it, God I love it
_ [Am]
Yeah, wild bro, dem no [G] big arm
Me drive crown, dem a no one, dem no [Em] Bugatti
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_ I'm still rich, me no care who rich, [Am] I'm me
From a start, bro, I'm [G] me alone, bitch
_ God I [Em] love it, I love it
All the fuck is [F] me, who's it?
Come on and do what dem bitch
I'm done, tell the fuck that boy, [Am] that's me
_ God [G] I love it, I love it, _ God I [Em] love [F] it
Yeah, _ down in my town, [Am] me talk bout the truth, dem no hear me
[G] Frightened for life, so me done see clearly
Work for [Em] me, cry for me, doing [F] it daily
So really make big man act like lady
But [Am] that ain't me, because this a boy get him [G] talent free
Me no have to wait for no man, I just got a [Em] me
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_ _ Do this for the real [Am] use, not the slums
To [A] some boy now, if you know [G] my songs
Dem say I respect some, so skip what you [Em] wrong
[F] Yeah, but me no give a goddamn money
[Dm] Print everyday and [Am] I know for you one
And from a start, yeah, me [G] alone, dude
Me not on TikTok, bro, [Em] me at the nice street
All the fuck is [F] music, money to a damn bitch
I'm done, tell the fuck that [Am] old ass bitch
God I don't sell enough for none [G] of dem
And some a good artist, but I care for dem
[Em] Shove up your favourite [F] one, me me bust him head
The little bleached short boy from [Am] fucking hell
A boy rich everyday pon the [G] calendar
Pussy off in no sweepstakes, I me [Em] manager
Scamming all the game, me di [F] even have no publisher
_ Me and my [Am] team a Zaka, a little boy, you want do
Stuck in [G] the dark, me girl is safe in the heart
Yeah, dem [Em] want me for fall, but me frame like [F] a statue
Dwell in a frat, little boy have a back [Am] too
_ Mix me pill in a [G] cranberry, me born proud
So no boy can't be got [Em] harm, me me drive crown
[F] Yeah, me know I never book out, till me [F] still rich
Me not care who [Am] rich and harm me
God I don't sell enough for none [G] of dem
And some a good artist, but I [Em] care for dem
Shove up your favourite [F] one, me me bust him head
The little bleached short boy from [Am] fucking hell
A boy rich everyday [G] pon the calendar
Pussy off in no sweepstakes, I me [Em] manager
Scamming all the game, me di [F] even have no publisher
_ Now [Am] no more talk me talk, but the truth dem no hear me
Frank [G] not for likes, and me done see clearly
[Em] Work pon me craft, and me doing [F] it daily
Me say really make big man act like lady
But [Am] I ain't me, got this a boy getting talent [G] free
Me not full yet pon a man, I just [Em] add on me
_ [F] _
_ Yeah, got enough producer [Am] boy, don't wait a sweepstakes
When me sing [G] song, I shot me one video
And God said this skipper don't [Em] stop like this
Heads a dead man, [F] me see when me look in a mirror
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