Chords for The Movement - High Roller (Official Music Video)

Tempo:
69.95 bpm
Chords used:

F#m

F#

Bm

G#

C#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Movement - High Roller (Official Music Video) chords
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[F#m]
[F#m] [G#]
[F#m] [F#] [F#m]
I see the money then I run for it Ain't got no time for your vibes I'm a hustler
There's only one thing I need but I can't
Except ya pay me a money when I punch on it
all I think about is money I'm a bumblebee So I don't need to take it to the mumbling
So the town's jarred and poor people [F#] fumbling Around in the alleyway below the underpass
100%  ➙  70BPM
F#m
123111112
F#
134211112
Bm
13421112
G#
134211114
C#m
13421114
F#m
123111112
F#
134211112
Bm
13421112
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[F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ I _ _ _ _ _ see the money then I run for it Ain't got no time for your vibes I'm a hustler
shit There's only one thing I need but I can't
muster it Up my sofa got that thick hip and I lust for
it Except ya pay me a money when I punch on it
If I could then I would eat it I'm so hungry
And all I think about is money I'm a bumblebee So I don't need to take it to the mumbling
So the town's jarred and poor people [F#] fumbling Around in the alleyway below the underpass
I gotta get what's mine plus it ain't no fun to act
About your life if I'm just gonna get a ton [F#m] of sass
So I do what I gotta do Really it's just impossible for me to think
about anybody but me So please put my property near me, put me
properly Then come back to your old boy with bloody
dope Give me the load, I'm a high roller
Give me the load, yeah I'm a high roller Give me the load, I'm a high roller
Got sick and fine, so I ain't give a fuck about you
Give me the load, I'm a high roller Give me the load, yeah I'm a high roller
Give me the load, I'm a high roller Got sick and fine, so I ain't give a fuck about you
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] Let that dumb hoe start to hurt some [C#m] people whispering
Can't [F#] take it with you when you're gone I wasn't [G] listening
All I could see [F#] was that gold chalice glistening When I was at your youngest granddaughter's christening
I used to have a family but they ain't missing them
I got a boat [F#] full of cash I keep my pistol in
In [F#m] case I gotta cut the fat and keep the breast so thin
Then disappear around the corner while I'm whistling
Yeah, that's the [F#] coronary Don't care, it ain't very scary
To spare me with my money ain't necessary The Grammy won't tear me away from any of my many
Nickels and pennies to stamp me along the bend
These bloodsuckers [F#m] all front at me I guess I need to give it up in my will
For they don't consider me to be a deadliest emperor
The only thing I ever wanted was to win, oh hell
Now that I'm gone, think I had the wrong wish and well
Give me the load, I'm a high roller _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Got sick and fine, so I ain't give a fuck about you
Give me the load, I'm a high _ _ _ _ _ _ _ roller
Got sick and fine, so I ain't give a fuck about you
Got sick and fine, so I ain't give a fuck about you
Got sick [Bm] and [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _
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_ _ _ fine, _ _ _ so I ain't give a fuck about you
Got sick and fine, so I ain't give a fuck [B] about you