Jay Rock – King's Dead chords
Chords:
(feat. Kendrick Lamar, Future & James Blake) [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]CmMiss me with that bullshit (bullshit)You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)CmI be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)Cm GmI made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)CmI made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)GmI bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)CmThis ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)CmThis ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)[Verse 1: Jay Rock]GmAnd it's like that, lil' bitchCmMVP, I don't get no sleep, no, I don't like that, lil' bitchCmBust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil' bitchDo it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitchCmI ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control youCmI ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know youCmBoss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' overCmStutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my postersCmI've been ready, my whip been readyMy bitch been ready, my clique been readyCmMy shit's been ready, my check's been readyMy shot's on full, that's ArmageddonCmI got pull, I hope y'all readyMy tank on full, you know, unleadedGmI gotta go get it, I gotta go get itI gotta go get it, I gotta go get itCmMy name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold upMy name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold upCmMy shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll upMénage-à -trois, my queen gon' roll upCmI hope y'all ready, you know I'm readyI rain all day, you know, confettiCmI gotta go get it, I gotta go get itI gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt [Chorus: Future & Kendrick Lamar]Cm GmMiss me with that bullshit (bullshit)CmYou're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist)GmI be blackin' out, I be blackin' outGmBought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend)CmI got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)GmI made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)GmI put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeahGmFuck his baby mama tryna sneak dissCmI took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)CmI haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (should I keep it?)C mI got big dog status, it ain't no secret[Bridge: Future & Jay Rock]N.C.La di da di da, slob on me knobCmPass me some syrup, fuck me in the carCmLa di da di da, mothafuck the lawCmChitty chitty bang, murder everythingCmBitch, I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]CmYeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)CmYou ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)CmI be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)CmI made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)CmI made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)CmI bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)CmThis ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)CmThis ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)Part II [Intro: James Blake]Gb AbChangesAIs you gon' do something?What you want? [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]DbmRed light, green light, red light, green lightDbmRed light, green light, they like, we likeAbFast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broadsDbm AbEgotistic, goin' ballistic, why God?DbmBorn warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see itAbI don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed inDbmComp-Town with the MAC 10s and the pumps in the backgroundI was absent, never OG, standoutEI was lackin' everything else but doubtDbmIn the Magnum, holding Magnums with a MagnumNigga, ad-lib and I sing out loudDbmNever had friends, never had ends, never had hopeN.C.They was like, "Nope," I was like, "Boo yaow, boo yaow"DbmYeah, God, tee off the dayAbKnow we off the, be off the, eat off your plateDbmThrow me off, I be, "Off ya head"Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edgeDbm EFuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your cultureAb EFuck your mom, fuck your family, fuck your driveDbm E DbmFuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wivesDbWho am I? Not your father, not your brotherAbNot your reason, not your futureDbmNot your comfort, not your reverence, not your gloryNot your heaven, not your angel, not your spiritAb DbmNot your message, not your freedomNot your people, not your neighborAbNot your baby, not your equalDbmNot the title y'all want me underDbmAll hail King KillmongerDbmRed light, green light, red light, green lightRed light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars