Chords for Tee Grizzley "Colors" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Ralph Simmons cost me [B] five slips, that Goyard bag another [Ebm] five strips
You in Detroit and seeing [Gb] Rafe, nigga, that's my shit
[B] Would've pushed Rico's shit back, I am [Eb] not Mitch
[Ebm] Money, why these niggas [B] getting mad?
Jump off the plane with a couple M's [Ebm] in the bag
If anybody play with me, it's numbers [B] on they head
We ain't gonna talk about it, though, that's the [Ebm] end of that
Trippin' off your licks and that, address, I can send you that
So [B] if my label drop me, I can still look [Eb] like I rap
Know a couple niggas living like they got platinum plaques
All they doing is catching bags, sending out and sending back
Rose [Ebm] Prezzy on my wrist, I can [B] afford that
Back in the day, I couldn't even look [Ebm] toward that
When I was broke, I couldn't even look toward the bitch
Now she suck my dick and I don't say shit when I [Eb] record the bitch
Been on the [Ebm] endowment list, tryna see the forage list
Went from playing with Joey Sixx to out in traffic blowing sticks
Then your fans get your name, tat it, then you know you in it
Stack for my cologne, I'ma fuck her if she [Eb] snort the drip
Promise my [Ebm] brother I'ma stack and get this paper right
But I'm spending 60K a month just on [B] everyday life
[Ebm] When you got that bag, everybody wanna burl it
Problems they got, they gon' call you like you [Eb] caused them
All up in the club, I can ride till it's morning
[F] Starting the A-game, cause at practice I been [Eb] boiling
Heard a couple [Ebm] niggas wanna put me on my shit
Tell them [B] pull up with them sticks and let them hit you, better not [Eb] miss me
[Ebm] I know some Crips, know some Treetops
[B] Name good, I ain't never sold no [Eb] re-rock
All these [Ebm] carters in my chain like a peacock
[B] I let that 40's slam till it [Eb] de-cock
Riding [Ebm] through my old hood with some [B] new money
Blue money, they that mad, tell them [Eb] do something
Got three tennis [Ebm] chains and like two presents
Three choppers, four Glocks, this shit [Eb] too heavy
Key to the [Ebm] pad, key to the roads, key to [B] the bag
I got the keys to the streets, don't get a key, put it on [Ebm] your ass
When I do that, you know them niggas gon' knock you in half
Heavy cash, love, got my [Eb] back broke
[Ebm] Bitches on the east and on the west coast
Send me pics and videos, you can't get my passcode
Stand up in the motor, got the hood broke
Bitch, don't get your head painted, you gon' look like [Eb] Lil' Bo
Riding [Ebm] through Atlanta with my nigga Lil' Bo
[F] Niggas trailing us and you know what they [Eb] good for
Bout to [Ebm] fly to Cali and look for that good dough
[B] If you bought that life, then what you looking [Eb] for?
Told my lil' bro I had to [B] chase him
40 on me, yo, I big [Eb] face bills
In the back [Ebm] of the Moussa, laying the space bills
[B] If the police flip me with this Glock, I'm a [Eb] face ten
I ain't [Ebm] supposed to be the shooter, I'm on [B] top
But I still let it spark like it's four days until [Ebm] July
I be running red lights in my city, I know it's hot
I'd rather take that ticket, niggas on my top, it's so many opps _
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