GoldLink – Crew chords

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[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
C#mShe see money all around me
A# G#mI look like I'm the man, yeah
C#mBut I was down and out like last week
A# G#mTell me where have you been?
C#mYou came out of hiding, girl
A# GmDon't act like I'm your man
C#mYou just a fan, you don't hold rank
A# 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 flow
G#m C#mGot your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' when
A#I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn
G#m C#mDo it for my niggas on the coast right there
A#Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there
G#m C#mNiggas got killed for the boy live his dreams in the hills
A#And they watchin' for the boy right now
G#m C#mGoddamn, what a time, what a year, uh
A#We are what them young boys fear, uh
G#m C#mI kill, never been killed, that's real, no lies
A#You can tell that from our peers right now
G#m C#mBet you wanna fuck me now, uh
A#Bet you wanna love me down, uh
G#m C#mGirl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said
A#But know I'm down, uh
G#m C#mFreaky Deaky show me somethin', uh
A#Shake it like you owe me somethin', uh
G#m C#mPushin' on the pussy like a button
A# G#m C#mCame four times, fifth time you gushin', uh
C#mStill gettin' rowdy in the function, uh
A#mBitches on my dick like it's nothin', uh
G#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 beat
C#m A# G#mShe invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heat
C#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’s
C#m A# G#mBaddest bitch and she Spanish, I fly her to Calabasas
C#m A# G#mWe get nasty, I'm her daddy, she know a nigga ain't average
C#m A# G#mAin't nothin' wrong with fake asses, bitch, turn around let's make magic
C#m A# G#mI'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, no
C#m A# G#mTell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' it
C#m A# G#mKing of District of Columbia, can't come here without a permit
C#m A# G#mThis shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas
[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
C#mShe see money all around me
A# G#mI look like I'm the man, yeah
C#mBut I was down and out like last week
A# G#mTell me where have you been?
C#mYou came out of hiding, girl
A# GmDon't act like I'm your man
C#mYou just a fan, you don't hold rank
A# G#mDon't hold no rank
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