Kevin Gates – Discussion chords
Chords:
[Intro] AmAmSometimes you gotta put your pride to the sideAmIn this game that we call lifeAmYou know I'm tryna get back to my kidsAmYou know I can’t win with these crackersAmI'm a nigga and they look at me like a niggaAmLike lemme go and lie down real quick, fuck it[Verse 1]AmNo self work being honestAmBut I converse with some bosses (I do)AmI'm a real earner and I worked hardAmThankin’ god look what I accomplishedAmInside support system awkwardAmTake time with trial, only optionsAmDivision nine, no PC in Chicago, fighting dramaAmMy relationship gettin' rockyAmNo spousal trust, I was moving unconsciousAmI was talking with Jay andAmRecruited a move that allotted me counselAmBack and forth without representation embarrassin' ran out of optionsAmTold my attorney go get with the DA he come with a deal and I'm coppin'AmAiming for 36 months but he came with a 30 so fuck it I signed itAmHe think I'm stupid, well fuck what he thinkAmI ain't fight with them crackers, I got out they wayAmStateville, now I'm going up state with the gang members they respectin’ my nameAmYou one of the mean, you play with the kidAmYou gon have to kill ’em you one of the greats[Chorus]AmNo need to say it, I was sufferin'AmMy head hurtin’ of concussionAmBroke bed on me fuck itAmI don't think they really love meAmTrust issues, I'm accustomedAmWriters block, no question nahAmAlready knowin' you gon’ lie to me, ain't no need to discuss itAmAin't no need to discuss itAmWe have a heated discussionAmInternet beef, I don't entertainAmI know I how to come up from nothin'AmI'm gettin' straight to the moneyAmI'm gettin' straight to the moneyAmAlready knowin' you gon' lie to me, ain't no need to discuss it[Verse 2]AmI'm an energy person and I'm at easeAmBut the minute you hurt me you gotta leaveAmGot some niggas who love me, they outta reachAmGot some children who comin' up gotta teachAmGot some family who mad cause they tryna leachAmGot some big booty woman who I don't needAmMaster manipulation been manipulatedAmBut it really don't bother meAmGold trim platinum, matte white BenzAmV12, yellow color baguettesAmRed guts, panoramic, my roofAmAny given moment I can hop in a jetAmIn the weight room gettin' rid of weightAmPat touchdown, doin' a setAmHit the space bar, click and refreshAmMaking salat when I need to resetAmTurnin' the pot got me whippin' the vetAmOn the phone, communication with the jointAmStill going in tryna prove a pointAmI don't socialize, I don't see the pointAm50 wrapped up, stuffed in a bumpAmUnderneath the trunkAmOrder what you wantAmLaying in the trunk sipping red wineAmI don't give a fuckAmI do what I want[Chorus]AmNo need to say it, I was sufferin'AmMy head hurtin' of concussionAmBroke bed on me fuck itAmI don't think they really love meAmTrust issues, I'm accustomedAmWriters block, no question nahAmAlready knowin' you gon' lie to me, ain't no need to discuss itAmAin't no need to discuss itAmWe have a heated discussionAmInternet beef, I don't entertainAmI know I how to come up from nothin'AmI'm gettin' straight to the moneyAmI'm gettin' straight to the moneyAmAlready knowin' you gon' lie to me, ain't no need to discuss it