This song is from the album Mumble Rap 2, released on 19 May 2023. The vocals are by Belly, the music is produced by Hit-Boy, DannyBoyStyles , Nick Lamb, and the lyrics are written by Belly, Hit-Boy, DannyBoyStyles , Nick Lamb.
This song is originally in the key of C Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of C Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Belly ,
Producer: Hit-Boy, DannyBoyStyles , Nick Lamb,
Writer: Belly, Hit-Boy, DannyBoyStyles , Nick Lamb,
Producer: Hit-Boy, DannyBoyStyles , Nick Lamb,
Writer: Belly, Hit-Boy, DannyBoyStyles , Nick Lamb,
Original Key: C Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 120 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Cm What we've seen here today has been absolutely disgustin' Cm For the first time we're watchin' a war Cm happen somewhere the people look like you and me, blue eyes, blonde hair (Hit Boy) [VERSE ONE] Cm I'm Donnie Darko (Woo), I'm drunk (Ayy), swerve down a dark road (Yeah) Cm How fast can the car go with a trunk full of cargo? (Woo) Cm I pull off in Barstow (Barstow), I call up Carlo, he call up Marco (Allo?) Cm Bet the drugs got a barcode, man, this shit done made my heart cold (Woo) Cm Pull up, I'm makin' a drop off (Skrrt), shd mad that I'm makin' a stop off (Bitch) Cm I'm in the drop gettin' topped off (Woo), she never wanna get dropped off (No) Cm I put thе molly on her tongue (Ayy), she said it burn just likе hot sauce (Woo) Cm They lettin' them shots off (Bah bah bah), now they tapin' your block off (Brr) Cm Give a fuck how you feel (How you feel), you ain't real, you a knockoff Cm Even your own bitch know that you all on my dick, hop off Cm Five mil' for the Cali' crib, middle finger to my old neighbors Cm I put out an album called IMMIGRANT, I'm in the country with no papers (Shh, haha) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Cm Said if there's smoke, I'll be right there, all of my dawgs don't fight fair Cm I'm the Arabian dream, ho, I'm the American nightmare Cm They left me to die in the darkness, I was ahead by lightyears Cm I'm the Arabian dream, ho, I'm the American nightmare Cm (Nightmare! Who's this? Why you dressin' like this? Who do you think you are?) [VERSE TWO] Cm Shut the fuck up, let me ride in silence (Shh) Cm With a whole magazine, ho, I subscribe to violence (Bah bah bah, bah bah bah) Cm She stackin' up money, yeah, but she rackin' her mileage (Rack it up, rack it up) Cm She payin' for collagen, but she won't pay for college (She won't) Cm I ain't no Nostradamus, he thinkin' he got him a goddess (He got him a what?) Cm All of these model Madonnas just look like each other, I promise (Ha) Cm She askin' for Birkins, but really she twerkin' for dollars (Ayy) Cm I ain't judgin', I'm just bein' honest www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Cm Said if it's smoke, I'll be right there, all of my dawgs don't fight fair Cm I'm the Arabian dream, ho, I'm the American nightmare Cm They left me to die in the darkness, I was ahead by lightyears Cm I'm the Arabian dream, ho, I'm the American nightmare [VERSE] Cm Woo, woo, yeah, I reach the top, then I freefall, dawg, my life like a seesaw Cm They really thought I would fade away, Cm fuck 'em all, I'ma ball 'til the league call (Yeah), bitch, you a hater by default (Bitch) Cm Got a heart full of sea salt (Ew), I'd die for the shit that I'm livin' for Cm Lord, my life like a metaphor (Woo), every day, Cm I wake up and the world different (Woo) Cm Dark addictions, really have my nerve twitchin' (Woo), Cm had my mama cryin' and my girl trippin' Cm Quit the pill poppin' and the syrup sippin' (Damn), fuck it, I took some L's (Well) Cm But losin' yourself is the worse sickness (Woo), jealous, envy, the worst mixture (Yeah) Cm Enemies actin' like family, feel like the devil in church with you (Lord) Cm Gotta pray, man, this shit is the real deal, I married the game (Ayy) Cm But the weddin' just ended up lookin' like Kill Bill Cm I hold no ill will (Lord), but your shit doesn't feel real Cm Who got the juice? I used to shoot, bitch, fuck around and I still will
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