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SNEAKBO feat STICKZ – I Used To Chords for Guitar and Piano

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SNEAKBO feat STICKZ - I Used To Chords for Guitar and Piano

This song is from the album 9 LIVES, released on 24 April 2020.
This album was produced by Lekaa Beats. The chords are in the original key of the song. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option below. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Vocals: Sneakbo , Stickz ,
Producer(s): Lekaa Beats,
Writer(s): Sneakbo , Stickz ,

 
Original Key: C# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 70
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]
 
 C#m
 Nine fuckin' lives
   G#
 I stand cool now, you need to chill out and get myself right
  G#
 This what I always do, I always try to come out, 
 C#m
 help the man, and do this, do that
 C#m                          G#
 In that time, when I'm in, I get hot
 G#
 I ain't gon' jail, fuck that, that's dead
 C#m
 I wanna live

         C#m
 I wanna live, I wanna see life
   G#
 All my twenties up in jail, fam
  G#
 Imagine all my twenties, I was in jail
                          C#m
 I used to waste time on opps
    G#
 I use to rise up that . or Glock
  G#
 I circle man's block and beat off shots
       C#m
 I'm aimin' on-point, yeah, broski got touched

 C#m                              G#
 He's like, "Sneakbo's a real G though, innit?"
 G#
 Why you think that?
  G#            C#m
 'Cause he's real, man
  C#m
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 [CHORUS]
 C#m
 I used to waste time on opps
  G#
 I use to rise up that . or Glock
  G#
 I circle man's block and beat off shots
       C#m
 I'm aimin' on-point, your broski got touched

 C#m
 I used to spend time in cunch
    G#
 I'm in the trap house tryna flip that grub
 G#
 I got my mask on tryna rob that plug
 C#m
 I tek weh man's cash and tek weh man's stuff

 [VERSE]
 C#m
 I lacked and got stabbed by opps
      G#
 My broski steeped out and turnt man off
  G#
 They talk but they ain't on job
              C#m
 Fam when the G's ride, leave them man rubbed

 C#m
 Give out the smoke, bust man's gun
       G#
 Bring out the smoke, somebody gon' get bun
 G#
 I love to see them man run
     C#m
 I love to see man try run and get tu'n (Skrrt)

 C#m
 I used to waste time in jail
     G#
 I used to sit back and pray for bail
  G#
 I used to not write no girls
    C#m
 I used to bust heads with friends in cells

 C#m
 I used to love road so much
     G#
 I'm on the block, yeah, 'til the sun came up
 G#
 The beef was on, K got his gun game up
      C#m
 The feds were on man, couple man still gone
 
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 [CHORUS]
 C#m
 I used to waste time on opps
  G#
 I use to rise up that . or Glock
  G#
 I circle man's block and beat off shots
       C#m
 I'm aimin' on-point, your broski got touched

 C#m
 I used to spend time in cunch
    G#
 I'm in the trap house tryna flip that grub
 G#
 I got my mask on tryna rob that plug
 C#m
 I tek weh man's cash and tek weh man's stuff

 [VERSE]

 Point me to the drama
                                  G#
 Yes, I'm the one move Gully and Gaza
                              C#m
 In the drill ting, I am the master
   C#m
 King or the father, whatever you rather

 C#m                        G#
 Didn't get my man I was after
 G#
 Then I came right back 'round like karma
  G#                         C#m
 I'll put my man through trauma
 C#m
 He's talkin' bare 'til I spill man's lager

 C#m                 G#
 He's due for a slaughter
 G#
 Said he moves weight but the's still on a quarter
  G#                             C#m
 I'll leave my man in the corner
 C#m
 Now he's like weed from California

 C#m                            G#
 I was in Kent, I was in Bristol
  G#
 Dishin' out dirty dubs and crystal
 G#                                     C#m
 Show you a trick, switch hands with a pistol
 C#m
 Got a revolver, resolvin' the issue

 C#m
 It's a sad ting
 C#m                                 G#
 See man wounded bad from a hand ting
               G#                          C#m
 Give him the five up down when I'm shankin'
   C#m
 This ain't a rampin' shop for your rampin'

 C#m                       G#
 The three-door GB's crampin'
 G#
 We do drills, drops and campin'
  G#                                       C#m
 Butter man's toast, I don't know 'bout jammin'
  C#m
 I'm there with Shannon, it's nothin' but slammin'

                 G#
 Why she wanna ride it
  G#
 As soon as I open my eyelids?
                               C#m
 And this bad B come like a ding-dong
  C#m
 Bit rusty and got some mileage

 C#m                         G#
 Yeah, I'm done with the talkin'
 G#
 If you want beef, go and put some heart in
 G#                       C#m
 Yeah, the opps are jarrin'
   C#m
 They soon catch chilli con carnin'
 
 [CHORUS]
 C#m
 I used to waste time on opps
  G#
 I use to rise up that . or Glock
  G#
 I circle man's block and beat off shots
       C#m
 I'm aimin' on-point, your broski got touched

 C#m
 I used to spend time in cunch
    G#
 I'm in the trap house tryna flip that grub
 G#
 I got my mask on tryna rob that plug
 C#m
 I tek weh man's cash and tek weh man's stuff

 C#m
 I used to waste time on opps
  G#
 I use to rise up that . or Glock
  G#
 I circle man's block and beat off shots
       C#m
 I'm aimin' on-point, your broski got touched

 C#m
 I used to spend time in cunch
    G#
 I'm in the trap house tryna flip that grub
 G#
 I got my mask on tryna rob that plug
 C#m
 I tek weh man's cash and tek weh man's stuff
  
 [OUTRO]
 C#m                G#
 I'm like yeah, the old G's, innit
 G#
 And then yeah
 C#m
 But think about it though, Sneakbo got far though, innit
 
                     G#
 Comin' out of the hood, innit, I'm like come on, innit
 G#                          C#m
 He's like, he's like, "Sneakbo's a real G though, innit"

 C#m                                    G#
 I'm like, I'm like, "Why you think that?"
 G#                                                      C#m
 'Cause he's real man, you can't say 'why do you think that?'
  C#m
 Feel me? 'Cause it's like, he's real innit
                    G#
 Come on, like obviously he's done a lot of shit 
 G#
 from comin' up Brixton, you feel me?
                C#m
 He's what establishes us out there

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