Chords for Young M.A "No Mercy (intro)" (Official Music Video)

[C] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[C] Oh, this is what we doing.
_ [Am] _ [Bm] _ _ _
[C] Took a cold out my heart, went and put it on [Bm] a watch.
Middle finger hanging out the bends, feel [C] like pop.
Spitting on your cameras, [Am] bandana with [Bm] the knot.
Competition looking for me, I was waiting at [C] the top.
But ain't no competition, ain't no one in my [Bm] position.
Getting me in the flex on niggas wasn't my [C] decision.
God told me do it, so [Am] I did it on [Bm] em.
And hoes gon' be hoes, I ain't tripping on [C] em.
Niggas dying to be me, so I'm living on [Bm] em.
And since they wanna pay attention, I'ma bill it on em.
[C] I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm [Am] feeling on em.
[Bm] She thought the sky was falling when I dropped the ceiling on em.
[Em] Then she went and dropped [F#] the panties, fuck your heart.
I won [Em] the Grammy, don't take Molly, don't take [F#] Xanny's.
But it's weed inside the [Em] pantry, I get high, take it [F#] by.
She go low, cause she my [Em] hoe.
Shout out Reign, that's the bro.
[B] Shout out to my [Em] motherfucking walls.
[F#] We ain't never [Em] home, we on the road.
[F#] Ain't no letting up, ain't catching [Em] up, we on the road.
[F#] Pull up in that, [Em] hop out that.
[F#] Cameras out, hold up, let me [Em] pose.
[F#] Pretty motherfucker put me [Em] on the front of Vogue.
Niggas trying to [B] be the bro, but [Em] they don't know the code.
[F#] I put her in [Bm] history and [Em] sold it round the globe.
This about to be the greatest story never told.
[F#] If you ain't [Em] know it, now you know, nigga.
[B] I wasn't [Em] welcome, I imposed, nigga.
[F#] I put this [Em] dick inside her soul, nigga.
I [Am] put it in her soul.
Sister get up [Em] under nigga's skin.
[F#] Fucking with the same sex, [Em] they say it's a sin.
But [F#] I'm a dyke and she a femme, [Em] it's a synonym.
[F#] Putting M&Ms in the [Em] bank, then I go and buy a [F#] pack of M [B]&Ms, nigga.
[C] Let's get it cold out my heart, run and put it on a [Bm] watch.
Middle finger hanging out the bands, feel like [C] pop.
Spitting on your cameras, [Am] bandana with the [Bm] knot.
Competition looking for me, I was waiting at the [C] top.
But ain't no competition, ain't no one in my [Bm] position.
Getting me to flex on niggas wasn't my [C] decision.
God told me do it, so I [Am] did it on [Bm] her.
And hoes gonna be hoes, I ain't tripping on them.
[C] I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feeling on her.
[Bm] She thought the sky was falling when I dropped the ceiling on her.
[C] Niggas dying to beat me, so I'm [Am] living on her.
[Bm] And since they wanna pay attention, I'm a bill it on her.
Let's get it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _