KEVIN GATES - By My Lonely Chords and Lyrics

This song is from the album I'm Him(2019), released on 27 September 2019.


Vocals: Kevin Gates ,
Producer(s): Kevin Gates ,
Writer(s): Kevin Gates ,

SongRating: 8/10

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Scale: F Major
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 74
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]

Fm
Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
       Eb
You know 'em by their work name, I know 'em by their birth name
C#
Type of weight make a man stand on principle
C#                                       Eb
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle



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[CHORUS]
           Fm
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
           Eb
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
          C#
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
                     Eb
Fuck nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (For real)

[VERSE ONE]
        Fm
Yeah, Speaker Knockerz, I just ordered up, I got a hundred in
Eb
Keep the mop, watch how you talk to me, bitch, I'm not one of them
C#
General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me
C#
Sweaty sheets, jumpin' up outta my sleep, this how we gotta go eat

       Fm
Safety pin apiece, cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale
              Eb
Watchin' the cameras

If you can deal with the smell, dealin' with paraphernal'
               C#
Weight in the pale, keepin' 'em off of the trail

Texture up under my nails
                                     Eb
Storm comin', bond money, inevitable that you sit in a cell

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[CHORUS]
           Fm
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
           Eb
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
          C#
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
                     Eb
Fuck nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (For real)

[VERSE TWO]
             Fm
Sick and tired of my phone ringin', workin' that bitch, I'm takin' a call (Hello)
                Eb
Workin' with bricks, I'm drivin' a car, (Killer) got my body hard
           C#
Big ol' stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard
 C#                                 Eb
Heavy metal in my section, I'm controllin', I'm in charge

           Fm
It's the heavily respected, I'll take a bitch to war
              Eb
Bitch, I got steppers in my section, bodies on their firearms
             C#
Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms
                                           Eb
C-C-Carbon with a drum, tiger, you no try to run

         Fm
Give a fuck 'bout your Chanel (I don't)

I'm tied in with the mayor (Achoo)
    Eb
Go sit down, went to jail

I'm part of the cartel
        C#
I'm a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin'

And we prayed off crumbs, I was raised in the slums

[CHORUS]
           Fm
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
           Eb
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
          C#
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
                     Eb
Fuck nigga, I don't wanna be your homie (For real)

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