U&I Chords by Flatbush Zombies

[Chorus]
N.C.                         
Don't be anxious or impatient
N.C.                                              
'cause III want to hold you close and never let go
Dm            F                         Bb                      F
Yeah she said baby don't go but you and I got to be for you and I
                Dm               F                   
This that do or die po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
      Bb                 F                            
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night right


[Verse]
Dm            F                                                 C7
Yeah she said baby don't go but you and I got to be for you and I 
                Dm               F                   
This that do or die po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
      Bb                 C7                      D7   
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night right
     C7                   
In a world full of thieves
       Bb                  
We see diamonds we see keys
   Am                  
If the issue talk to me
     Dm                              
If I miss you it's 'cause you're deep
           Bb         Am     
In a world ■  full of thieves
                Am         
We see diamonds we see keys
       Dm              
If the issue talk to me
Dm                                   
If I miss you it's 'cause you're deep
Bb Dm Bb Dm Bb
■  ■  ■  ■  ■ 
             Dm      
Ooh I say we struggle
          F                        Bb         
It's hard livin' streets have been unforgivin'
           Am                           Dm     
Smoke weed hold deep conversations with winners
                F                         
'cause these my brothers love 'em to death
Bb                           Am                          
Written in stone so when I'm gone they huggin' our breath
Dm                  F                    
Don't frequent Hell Gorillaz pin on lapel
        Bb                          Am                    
There's six grams in the blunt on a mission to find myself
Dm                        F                      
Growin' and breakin' ties cryin' and savin' lives
Bb                                       
Couldn't be discontent temptation arrives
Dm   G7  Dm               
Yeah I'm patiently waiting
            Dm                                             
But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
          D7                                             
I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
Dm                         D7                        
Brooklyn niggas we take it Flatbush baby gon' make it
      Dm                       F                  
Check it but these my brothers I love 'em to death
F                                                   
Written in stone until I'm gone we puffin' the death
Dm D7                        
No concern nah compare us how
Bb                                                    
Cool milli off the merch SoundScan's shuttin' down now
Dm                      F                           
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
      Bb                            Am                       
If my brother need some money man I prolly sell that shit hey
Dm                       C7             
Break it into pieces ooh wow there it is
Bb                       Am           
Brothers make real beats bomb lyricist
Dm                                                      
Brothers look the other way nothing come to trouble mate
Bb                             Am                         
This is why I love you dog I'm smokin' at your mama's crib
   Dm                                              
My brother not a local my brother travel continents
   Bb                      Bbmaj7                         
No need to find a hotel my brothers got the couch and shit
Dm                                                
Debra's only son he was conceived in King's County
     Bbmaj7                                            
That was 'eightynine by 'ninetytwo he was already rowdy
Dm                                                        
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb the only child
        Dm                                                 
And his momma workin' three jobs one was dealin' with drama
Dm7          Dm                                      
'cause I was wildin' he used to rarely see his father
Dm                                                  
They seperated couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
Dm7                                                      
Because he was out there hustlin' tryin' to be a provider


[Chorus]
Dm                                                  
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
Dm                                                 
They tell you 'bout my family that bipolar disorder
Dm                                                   
And due to karma my first youngin' gon' be a daughter
Dm7                                           
When I was five I told my mama I wanted to die
                               Am7                
And then we cry the crazy shit man it wasn't a lie
    Dm                             
Man this life is filled with stress
        Dm                               
So much oppressed call New York City nine
                Dm                                                           
I sit alone and reflect took me twentyeight years to realize that I'm blessed
              F                       Dm        
Aunt Pam died from cancer I quit them cigarettes


[Verse]
                                               Bb     
Weight of world on my shoulder I just finished my reps
                Am                       Dm 
All addicted to drugs we all addicted to sex
                                                 Bb   
Feelin' so self destructive like I'm clingin' to death
             Am                                 Dm       
Took my five digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
                                          Bbmaj7 
Take a look at my writing finger charm on my neck
                                                  Dm     
Still in touch with myself that flashy shit won't prevail
                                                           Bbmaj7
I really be shopping for happiness but that shit ain't for sale  
                 Am7                                          
But if you don't show 'em then they won't think you do it well
Dm7                   Dm                                 
I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
                                          Am                             
But these my brothers they ain't got real brothers to know the difference
Dm                                               
And Erick if I could I'd give your mama my kidney
Dm                       
'cause she's my momma too
Bbmaj7                   Dm                         
I promise you I ride for my niggas die for my niggas


[Chorus]
          Dm                                           
Load zero point four five rattat homicide for my niggas
        Dm                                      
Word up 'cause you my brothers love 'em to death
Bbmaj7     Bb           Am                              
Written in stone I take my heart and rip it out my chest
Dm                                                
To prove to you that it's Zombie gang rotten flesh
                    D7                       
That's to the death niggano more nothing less
     D7                                   
True indeed Juice if you ever off or bleed
    D7                                                           
I'm takin' care of your seeds even if that means millions in fees
                                              D7                            
For custody she wildin' out on court I'm like Give that bitch what she needs
D7          
Judge please
  D7                                      
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do


[Verse]
C7                              Bb                    
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
Dm                                                  
This game is supposed to be locked in I leak through
Bb                    Am                       
Like a real bad pussy pad watch me seep through
Dm                  F                    
Ooh it's Darky baby a whole different hue
   Bb                   Am                      
My granddaddy got eight balls come and get a cue
Dm                                              
I come from the struggle motherfucker get a clue


[Chorus]
Bbmaj7 Dm Bbmaj7 Dm Bbmaj7 Dm Dm7 Dm
■      ■  ■      ■  ■      ■  ■   ■ 
Dm                              
Headshot red dot now make a move
Dm                        
In a world full of thieves
       Dm                  
We see diamonds we see keys
       Dm              
If the issue talk to me
   Bbmaj7                    Dm F
If I miss you it's 'cause of ■  ■


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