Cold Shoulder Chords by Moneybagg Yo

[Intro]
Fm Eb Db Eb
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[Verse]
Fm                     
Yeah Back to the basics
        Fm          
I can't escape it no
Eb                                                     
They like they understand me better when I speak it raw
Dbmaj7                         Db                             
I'm thinkin' 'bout how deep it get from diggin' in my thoughts
Eb                       C                               
But then again I already know what come with bein' a boss
Fm                       
I'm whisperin' in her ear
                       Eb                        
Sayin' I love you I'ma do better kissin' her lips
                      Db                          
Buy her a bag then we fuck she like Boy you a trip
Dbmaj7                    Eb                                 
Why you think you can fix everything with your dick and gifts
C          Fm                                              
Barely say no to my kids been like that since I birthed 'em
          Eb                                            
Demoney a spittin' image of me his mama say I cursed him
            Dbmaj7                                                
Changes and blessings come with time 'cause that's what life bring
Eb                                              C7         
Didn't understand that shit clear enough 'til I made Spring
      Fm                                                         
I got bitches lyin' on my name tryin' they best to get some clout
Eb                                                             
Niggas think it's Swisher Sweet until I break them choppers out
Db                                                        
Family never asked for my number but now they reachin' out
       Eb                                                        
Post a picture with some money they screenshot it tryin' to count
        Fm                                                 
I ain't fuckin' with no rap niggas I'm stickin' to the plan
Eb                                            
Came in with my day ones that's how I'ma leave
Db          Dbmaj7 Db                    
Tavo Danjoe G been through it all with me
Eb                                C                     
Sat on the bench beside me it's a must they ball with me
                Fm                                             
Shit don't even be what it look like it just be seemin' perfect
            Eb                                                     
Sometimes I ask Where the love at but that don't mean I'm searchin'
              Db      Dbmaj7                                
I hate that I gave it attention knowin' it didn't deserve it
      Eb                           C7             
Did a diagnostics check and all my buttons workin'
        Fm                                                      
Why you tellin' her the business when you go and lay up with her
        Eb                                                
I ain't talkin' to no pillow especially not about my nigga
       Dbmaj7          Db       Dbmaj7                    
Take a certain type of nigga to relate to what I'm feelin'
         Eb                        C7                    
I'm just ventin' to myself smokin' starin' at the ceilin'
Fm                                                
I'm gangsta from the heart started from the gutter
Eb                                                        
Robbin' niggas stealin' cars I'm so glad I played it smart
    Dbmaj7                 Db                           
I'm gangsta from the heart beat the odds a million times
    Eb                            C                  
The struggle made a star make 'em feel it bar for bar
Fm      
Told 'em
                       Eb        
Didn't believe me so I showed 'em
                                        Dbmaj7      
I'm smashin' on the gas got no plans of pullin' over
                                             Eb      
Wrap my hands around my arm got the world in my palms
                C                    Fm      
Forced me to go numb I give 'em cold shoulder
    Fm                          
You dead to me I had to go stiff
Eb                            
Overtime puttin' in long hours
        Eb                
I don't come off the shift
             Db         Dbmaj7                           
They hate so hard in my neighborhood wanna do me like Nip
       Eb                                   C             
Pray I ain't lookin' at a friend if I gotta empty the clip
        Fm                                                
Talk to Gotti on the phone he like Look bro leave it alone
    Eb                                                 
But I can't stay away the trenches where I feel at home
  Dbmaj7                                                
I do it first they gravitate these rap niggas my protégé
  Eb                                   C7       
I never hate zero point seven six twos penetrate
                 Fm                             
Drums sound like an eight hundred and eight boom
                                      Eb             
She went against the rules fucked the opposition dude
                               Db                    Dbmaj7
I know we ain't together but I still don't feel it's cool  
                                           Eb              
Guess you ran outta weapons 'cause now you tryna use my son
C7                                            
Everything don't need a response I'm just done
    Fm                                            
I'm gangsta from the heart started from the gutter
Eb                                                        
Robbin' niggas stealin' cars I'm so glad I played it smart
    Db               Dbmaj7                             
I'm gangsta from the heart beat the odds a million times
    Eb                            C7                 
The struggle made a star make 'em feel it bar for bar
Fm      
Told 'em
                       Eb        
Didn't believe me so I showed 'em
                                        Db          
I'm smashin' on the gas got no plans of pullin' over
                     Dbmaj7                     Eb   
Wrap my hands around my arm got the world in my palms
             C                  Fm            Eb Db Eb
Forced me to go numb I give 'em cold shoulder ■  ■  ■ 


[Outro]