Chords for Uyama Hiroto - Fly Love Song (ft. Pase Rock)

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_ _ _ Spread love, feel the vibe get buzzed.
Spread, spread, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
spread love, feel the vibe get [Bm] buzzed.
Don't think about getting over, there's nothing above.
What my man say, hooked it up on a Thursday.
Let my hands work while the words play.
[G] Nerves dancing on my nerves, really you should [F#m] seek some [Bm] help.
Steady trying [Em] to win, but just playing [G] yourself.
You got a lot of anger and [F#m] malice inside [Bm] your heart, kid.
So it was already over before you started.
Now you on the microphone, [C#m] sounding [Bm] retarded.
Sleepwalking, talking about how you a [G] conscious artist.
I'm from the natty where they [F#m] love to [Bm] hate.
Land of the fake, just another crumb on a plate.
Getting eaten and served, I'm keeping [F#m] my word.
[Bm] We spreading the love, fire [Em] to get a dub to be the [G] superb.
Catch me on a Friday at [F#m] the lab getting [Bm] perved.
It's just rolling with the [Em] D's, we be hitting new [Bm] curves.
Hitting them streets, rocking them [F#m] beats, but don't [Bm] sleep.
Yeah, we have a lot of fun, but [G] the love runs deep.
The [C#m] crew runs [Bm] neat, whether we together or solo one deep.
We rep the whole set, pull the bass [F#m] from Little [Bm] Sean's groove.
Keep it banging in the [Em] truck, cause this is one you [Bm] keep.
On repeat, on blast in the trunk from the dash.
Yeah, we do it for the love of getting cash, huh.
It's that love.
That love.
That love. _ _
_ _ _ That love.
That love.
_ That love.
That [Em] love.
That love.
[G] That love.
Love.
[F#m] Love.
[Bm] Love. Love.
_ Love.
Spread.
Love.
You want that, I got that.
No ifs, ands, pluses, clauses inside the contract.
We combat the hate with a [F#m] love so [Bm] great.
Would have made John Coltrane proud to create.
One of my [F#m] favorite [Bm] things.
A love so clean and pure, it's a love supreme.
I get a craving like I'm fainting for the day.
But I don't need a [Em] cigarette.
Know what I [Bm] mean?
I need love.
The kind of real [F#m] life is made [Bm] of.
You look back and know exactly what minute it was.
When it first struck.
Lately I've [F#m] been having the [Bm] worst luck.
These women don't be giving a word up.
It's like they don't know the way.
I guess we gotta show them.
It's all [Em] love.
Cause I got nothing but [G] love for them.
Gotta stop thinking [F#m] small.
Look at the [Bm] big picture.
Sooner or later.
Love.
Love.
Gonna get ya.
Love.
Love.
[C#m] Love.
[Bm] Love.
Love.
Love.
Gonna [G] get ya.
Love.
Love.
[F#m] Love.
[Bm] Love.
Love.
Love.
Gonna get ya.
Gonna _ get ya.
Gonna get ya.
Gonna [Em] get ya. Get ya.
Get ya.
[G] Get ya.
Love.
[Bm] _ Love.
Gonna get ya.
Gonna get ya.
Gonna get ya.
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_ _ [F#m] _ [Bm] Gonna get ya.
[Em] _ _ [Bm] _
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Gonna get ya.
Gonna get ya.
Gonna get ya. _ _ _ _
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