GoldLink – Crew chords
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[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]C#mShe see money all around meA# G#mI look like I'm the man, yeahC#mBut I was down and out like last weekA# G#mTell me where have you been?C#mYou came out of hiding, girlA# GmDon't act like I'm your manC#mYou just a fan, you don't hold rankA# G#mDon't hold no rank[Verse 1: GoldLink]C#m A#Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga with a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flowG#m C#mGot your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' whenA#I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamnG#m C#mDo it for my niggas on the coast right thereA#Do it for my niggas in the ghost right thereG#m C#mNiggas got killed for the boy live his dreams in the hillsA#And they watchin' for the boy right nowG#m C#mGoddamn, what a time, what a year, uhA#We are what them young boys fear, uhG#m C#mI kill, never been killed, that's real, no liesA#You can tell that from our peers right nowG#m C#mBet you wanna fuck me now, uhA#Bet you wanna love me down, uhG#m C#mGirl, you can't tie me down like Ray J saidA#But know I'm down, uhG#m C#mFreaky Deaky show me somethin', uhA#Shake it like you owe me somethin', uhG#m C#mPushin' on the pussy like a buttonA# G#m C#mCame four times, fifth time you gushin', uhC#mStill gettin' rowdy in the function, uhA#mBitches on my dick like it's nothin', uhG#m C#m A# G#mEverywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', thumpin', jumpin', yeah[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy (Young Jefe)]C#m A# G#mHey, nice to meet, I’m Young Jefe, who you be?C#m A# G#mGot my piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beatC#m A# G#mShe invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heatC#m A# G#mShe said, "But I live in the hills," bitch, that’s just the way I sleep.C#m A# G#mStop that madness, I'm a savage, in traffic with MAC 11’sC#m A# G#mBaddest bitch and she Spanish, I fly her to CalabasasC#m A# G#mWe get nasty, I'm her daddy, she know a nigga ain't averageC#m A# G#mAin't nothin' wrong with fake asses, bitch, turn around let's make magicC#m A# G#mI'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, noC#m A# G#mTell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' itC#m A# G#mKing of District of Columbia, can't come here without a permitC#m A# G#mThis shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]C#mShe see money all around meA# G#mI look like I'm the man, yeahC#mBut I was down and out like last weekA# G#mTell me where have you been?C#mYou came out of hiding, girlA# GmDon't act like I'm your manC#mYou just a fan, you don't hold rankA# G#mDon't hold no rank