Go Premium APP
EN
English
Español
Português
हिन्दी
Bahasa Indonesia
にほんご
한국어
ภาษาไทย
Deutsch
Français
русский
简体中文
繁體中文

Outlaw Shit Chords by Struggle Jennings

  • Key: Gm
  • BPM: 76
  • Capo: no capo

DOWNBEAT


OUTLAW SHIT CHORDS

[Start]

[Intro]
Gm Eb Bb F
      


[Verse]
Gm                             
She said storms will never last
                   Eb                                  
So I'm looking out the window like when's it gonna pass
            Bb                                                
I need some cash I did the math it keeps ending in subtraction
F                                                    Gm  
Is it fate or just the laws of attraction I'll never know
                              Gm    
Pa's tracks fast lane cocaine dealer
Eb                                         
Tryna ease this pain with these painkillers
  Bb                 Bb7                              
I don't want my soul to be stained to obtain my wealth
  F                                                       
I couldn't learn from his mistakes I had to make em myself
      Gm                                                
And I ain't never been scared but reality is frightening
Eb                                                        
My three year old daughter's name came from my indictments
Bb                                   
Like a vhone story with a hard ending
     F                                                    Gm     
Shit I'm serving a life sentence and I still got a charge pending
Gm                                          
Seems like everywhere I go now they watching
Eb                                          
Hiding this pain in my eyes behind Versace's
                    Bb                 
Can't sleep I'm too busy chasing dreams
                                             F         
And the fed's sent a posse down like I ain't never seen
                F                                      
Don't you think this outlaw shit has gotten out of hand


[Chorus]
                         Gm   Eb     Bb     F     Gm         Eb Bb
What started out to be a joke   the   law don't understand    


[Verse]
F Gm                                               Ebmaj7
 I've always been crazy but it kept me from going insane
  Ebmaj7                                
I grew up thinking it's part of the game
     Bb                                                
Them outlaw's always taught me bad guys we're the fed's
      F                F7                                   
Don't get high on your supply your brain will look like eggs
     F               Gm7                  
In a skillet yea can you feel it forget it
Eb                                            
Eighty's baby crack era that's how im'a get it
Bb                                  
Fresh up outta jail new plan new man
    F                                     Gm     
But I can't seem to change who I am I'm a hustler


[Chorus]
  Gm                                     
I been running for so long from them boys
Ebmaj7        Eb            Ebmaj7   
I can't go to sleep without the noise
Bb                                       
Television's onzero point four by my head
              F7                             Fsus4
Laying on the couch while my Shawty's in the bed  
                     Gm7                                  
If I stay awake til' five i'll probably sell another ounce
      Eb                                    
Shoes tied tight just in case I gotta bounce
           Bb                                               
Hear their tires hit the gravel how they know I'm back at it
       F                                                 
Little girl looking daddy why you in the attic I'm hiding
Gm              Eb                      Bb               F   
Don't you think   this outlaw shit has   gotten out of hand
Gm                            Eb  Bb        F         
What started out to be a joke the law don't understand


[Verse]
           Eb                                    
But it's a beautiful view when we're looking down
                         Bb     F         Gm
From this high over snow capped mountains  


[Chorus]
Eb                                          
Crimson dyed don't give my momma black roses
                                              Eb
I gotta gun but I'm not strong enough to hold it
Eb                                      
Crimson dyed a broken record for a token
F            Bb         Gm            Eb   
Pay a silver dollar for another crime story
                Eb                         
But when you're looking down from this high
                          Eb    
And I just made it to the clouds
F         Gm                          Eb    
And it'll be a while before I hit the ground
                           Eb 
And taking freedom from me now
                                    Eb  
Would be like taking water from the nile
                      Eb   
Cause the river still flows
Bb     F            Gm           Ebmaj7
From a story that a dam couldn't hold  
                Gm          Eb          Bb               F   
Don't you think this outlaw   shit has   gotten out of hand
                 Gm           Eb  Bb        F         
What started out to be a joke the law don't understand


[Outro]
Gm Eb Bb F
      
Original
Easy
Transpose
Capo
Pitch Shift
Speed
A
x
Open in our App for the best experience
open