Logic – Stainless chords

[Intro: Logic]
Gm A Dm Gm A Dm C Am DmIt's 2 bars? Aight...

[Verse 1: Logic]
AmMotherfuckers wanna get famous
GmBust guns and get dangerous (dangerous)
BbDaddy graduated from Cambridge
GmMoney talks in every language
GmReal recognize that stainless
                      DmSilver spoon what my aim is
AmY'all don't know what that game is
GmY'all don't know what that, uh
GmY'all 'bout that fraternity life
           EbIf you're from where I'm from then as soon as you come
                                GmBaby girl gon' be about that maternity life
Gm                                         DmIf you do like my daddy then she gonna be single and alone
        AmThat maternity life for eternity life
GmEternity life probably thinking we livin' that life
GmCause we do what we do, but hold up let me get it right.
Am                                      GmEverybody got problems, everybody got problems
                         AmBut not everybody need a .45 to solve them, revolve them
AmTake care of all of them like this
GmI might just go crazy all the way
Am                                               GmY'all live that life where your safety is only a call away
Gm                           BbBut not us, mommy and daddy never bought us
GmNot a god damn thing but they brought us
AmBroke as hell we couldn't fund the trust
GmOutside run around with a gun to bust
Gm                        AmPolice looking for every one of us
GmBack then yeah all of that was fun to us
AmHad a little bit of money in the middle
                       GmLet me hit 'em with a riddle
                  Dm                AmIf I never had a dark night I might not-not-not—
            GmNot be the same—might not be the—

[Pre-Hook: Logic]
Am                   GmI know my mind is sober
        Am             GmBut I'm so high, it's over
        Am           Dm GmI know my mind is sober
        Am             GmBut I'm so high, it's over

[Hook: Dria]
AmAy, hey now boy?
GmYou don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac.
Am                               GmYou don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gang, gang, gang
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
Get the fuck up off your silver

[Verse 2: Logic]
AmEverybody wanna live lavish
GmA million in the bank on average
AmThey cutthroat yeah they savage
GmThey riding round with the baddest (bitch)
Cm        AmOne day I woke up, and said I'm bout to do this
Gm                             AmFor the rest of my life, no question it's right
                          GmWaiting for the bus at a stop light
                                   AmLooking at the cop right in front of my eyes
              GmLiving in a world of lies, where the truth dies
            Am                   GmAnd hatred multiplies—mu-mu-mu-multi—
                              GmMultiplies, I said I can't take it
I remember wondering if I would ever make it
But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, it's evident
     Am                     GmI'm getting money for the hell of it
Never fuck around, so the flow celibate
GmSpeaking for the people like a delegate
And when the situation's delicate
I execute it with the proper etiquette
AmEverybody wanna get ahead of it, no
DmI can't take the time to stop
AmIt ain't all about the money so I'm headed to the top
         GmBut I'm still getting guap never stop unless a body drop
     Dm                      GmMetaphorical motherfucker to get it in
While the whole world spin for the dividend
But I'm in another system
Everybody hate till he dead then they miss 'em
Cm         AmWhy can't we relax and listen?
Gm                       DmStop spending money on things that glisten

[Pre-Hook: Logic]
Am                   GmI know my mind is sober
        Am             GmBut I'm so high, it's over
        Am           Dm GmI know my mind is sober
        Am             GmBut I'm so high, it's over

[Hook: Dria]
AmAy, hey now boy?
GmYou don't know nothing about this, right here boy
Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac.
Am                               GmYou don't know nothin' bout that Chi town
South Central with the gang, gang, gang
Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
                          GmGet the fuck up off your silver spoon.