Chords for Young M.A - "EAT" (Official Video)

_ _ It's red [Fm] light, it's red [Bbm] light
_ I'm all swatted _ _ _
_ Nobody's safe anymore
I had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore
Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't [Fm] fake anymore
I swear when this album drop, they gon' [Bbm] hate me some more
You gon' see rad everywhere, like a fake when it's real
Hook around and call me M.A. Shakur
I'ma take em to war, top of the hill, that's me [Fm] waving that swore
Couldn't wait to be on, make rappers [Bbm] hate to be born
Speaking of birth, I just wanna thank my mother
For having me after she had my brother
All that pain and that suffer, she ain't just have us natural
The doctors, [Fm] they had to cut us, C [Bbm]-section, but what a blessing
Who would've guessed that the next bestest, nobody expected
Me, a she, nigga accept that I'm here
I swear to God I ain't scared [Fm] of these niggas, damn
I'ma just really put fear in [Bbm] these niggas
Because they call me a [Db] dyke, a faggot, a gay [Bb] bitch
I hate shit that hates shit that hates [Bbm] shit, goddamn
That just make you look less [Fm] of a man fan, and
This shit on y'all is part [Bbm] of the damn plan, and
They just mad cause I beat the pussy like Bam Bam
Because I'm making these bitches twerk on the handstand
Nobody's poking that toque [Fm] the way I toque it, dude
Word to Skype, how I see [Bbm] this, how I call it, dude
I open doors that they walking through
Not to brag, but it's important to
Cause they'll forget [Bbm] like I ain't kill shit, like in a bullshit [Fm] true
Don't you know it's rad life, nigga, we call it rad if you call it blue
And why you guys too busy bringing them foreigns through?
Yeah, flexing is stuntin', doing what ballers do
I leave with your bitch at the same club that you brought her to
If she a cool guy, tell her to bring her daughter too
When I was broke, I never hated, I just waited to flex
Cause in my [Db] mind, I already knew I was next
[Bbm] Now all I do is finesse, straight bands, got a few in this tech
Like jail calls, all I do [Bbm] is collect, I stress level up
This is what I do when I'm stressed
I make her go down like the sun do when it set
I hear you talking, but I don't consider you [Fm] as a threat
What's the name?
You don't consider who [Bbm] is a threat?
Exactly, it's M.A.,. nigga, I move as a threat They try and knock me and it's funny cause they doing they best Shake the haters off like a dog [Fm] doing his wet Or one down on them like a dog [Bbm] doing it fetch Holy face blue, look like somebody losing they breath It's cool, they can hate, still ain't losing their check Real niggas know what's up, I ain't losing [Fm] respect I'm like blood, I let the bars move [Bbm] through your flesh The more fame, the more problems, man, believe me But I ain't going nowhere, nigga, they need me I eat this hating shit for breakfast, ah [Fm] They feed me to beat me, it's like climbing [Bbm] mountains To three peaks, niggas mad cause my bitch bad We throw ones on strippers Then we watch them stuff racks and they tip back I used to sell [Fm] O's by the zip bag And we smoke Fontos, [Bbm] not no zigzags My goons in the field, not the internet I hate when niggas use the internet to send a threat Fats watching so we [Fm] ain't really into that That's your life, you gotta live [Bbm] with that When the hate don't work, they start telling lies That's real shit, that's why these haters be coming like flies Get it? Don't let those lines go over [Fm] your mind But I'ma keep shitting on them, I hope you [Bbm] don't mind All that hating and they still ain't paid yet By the way, I got a hundred bands stuffed in these bass weights Got bags full of money, still ain't been [Fm] to the bank yet I ain't really have [Bbm] time to deposit these chase checks I used to chase checks, now that money coming I'm talking fast, real fast, like that money running Blue dye on my hands from all that money [Fm] touching Blue dye on my pants from all that money [Bbm] rubbing Damn, I got a lot of bags for that phone shit It's the ones that think they know, [C] but never know shit Shorty knew I was playing just on some joke [Fm] shit Yeah, the Henny played the part, we drunk the whole [Bbm] shit Man, they gotta understand, it's just some road shit We just be fucking around, regular show shit I wasn't gonna say nothing was gonna hold [Fm] shit But they made it seem like I was on some ho shit Never that, [Bbm] I been humble and I'm still humble And to the ones that turned on me, man, I still love you He said, bro, fuck them, they gon' still [Fm] bump you And all these hoes that wanna fuck [Bbm] you, they gon' still want you You know haters gon' dick ride, they gon' still suck you And all these groupie ass niggas, they gon' still bug you Just don't let the devil take your good spirits [Fm] from you Just pray on and stay focused, keep your vision [Bbm] tunneled I love my team, I swear it's like we move in the huddle I don't let this shit affect [Db] me, I move in the bubble I swear my haters move in [Fm] the bundle It's like they all come together like a fucking [Bbm] puzzle To that thing, go click like a seat buckle But I just smoke and sip the Henny [C] till I'm seeing double [Bbm] My money long, I can't afford to even be [Fm] in trouble I accomplish so much and I ain't tryna see [Bbm] it crumble Been working so much that I don't even see the hustle I just been flexing like it's sea of muscle Fighting these demons, they don't see the rumble Hold the ball, [Fm] they'd rather see you fumble You act so low, [Bbm] they'd rather be above you You need a drink? Nah, I need a couple I'm just being honest, I'm being real, [Db] I swear I'm being modest I don't gotta be fly, I'm fly in my [Fm] pockets I'd rather invest money and triple my [Bbm] profit Than fly as niggas be broke and just eat in they conscience Cause they pretend and they try to [C] wear all these designers You call it designer? I call it [Fm] disguising My speaking that knowledge, yeah I had to [Bbm] remind them Gotta preach them that real, gotta teach them that trill And this game is no love, either kill or be killed I get head from your bitch and it's fuck how they [Fm] feel I ain't tryna be funny but I get dope like a [Bbm] deal Give me all the attention, I need all the attention Bout to drop me a take, collect all the commission My goons ready for war, tell them hold they [Fm] position They like, Ma, you sure I'm ready [Bbm] to blow with this mythic They don't understand controversy made me hot So how the fuck you think the haters [C] gon' make me stop? They forgot that Dr. Rockin's post made [Fm] me pop I love this shit, this the shit that really made [Bbm] me quack Anyway, I'm done talking so I'm back to this money Some of y'all is a joke and I laugh cause it's funny But I'ma go and sip this tea, yo, pass [Fm] me the honey It's M.A. motherfucker and I'm back on my bully _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Called up homie Jay like, let's go get this money, man I _ found that 10, I thought I need a hundred bands _ _ So we started working, working till that cash came _ All of a sudden all these bitches were my last man _ _ The way these niggas hate, I hope they get a check for it [Ebm] Maybe not but you'll get checked for [Ab] it I hope you pay your bills before you pay attention How you a hatin' ass nigga bout to get evicted? Yo, cornball nigga wearin' panties, put some [Eb] drawers on nigga Chen Lee the whole pawn pawn nigga See the barrel on his gun, I call him Long John nigga When he shoot, you'll be