Cold Shoulder Chords by Central Cee

[Start]

[Intro]
Am                                              Bb      
■  God knows my intention I sin for the sake of progress
          F                               
Got a big heart when it comes to my family
                                   D7     
But in the streets my heart is the coldest
                                                                        F    
My personal life ain't right but I'm putting this first so I won't lose focus
          F                                                         
'member I needed a helping hand reached out and I got cold shoulders


[Verse]
             F                                               
They already know I can rap the mandem trap I can do that too
F                                                                       
Ii picked up the phone I heard some terrible news that'll ruin your mood
F                                           
They made some change and forgot their roots
                                     Bb      
I made some change and picked up the young Gs
          F                             
Took them shoppin' and copped them shoes
                        D7    
This hoe forgot she got fucked
           Dsus4                        
You need a reminder you're not brand new
                                   Bb  
I should've kicked that one to the curb
          Bb                        
There and then but I'm not that rude
                                 D7   
Hadhad some hoes back when I was broke
                D7                    
They wanna come home but I got no room
                             Bb7 
So many years I slept on the sofa
                Bb7                      
They don't know the half they got no clue
                         Dm    
Huh Said I was a one hit wonder


[Chorus]
            D7                     Am7    
I took that shot and I followed it through
                            Bb    
Don't worry 'bout hollerin' chicks
                 Bb                     
Get rich they'll switch and holla at you
                                D7 
Sat in the trap turned one into two
    D7                            
But that ain't what I wanted to do
                       Bb            
The fame get a bit too much sometimes
Bbmaj7                   Bb   
Fanpage tryna follow the goons
                        F   
Fanpage tryna follow my pups


[Verse]
    F                               
The fans love me and I love them too
                               F   
'cause Cench ain't better than none
F                           
Lalast time I let that slide
                                     C  
But this time I ain't gonna let that run
     Dm                         
They made they made a diss track
                                 Bb          
That shit was too whack to get a response huh
     Bb                                      
It's sad 'cause I love my hood where I'm from
                             Dm    
But that place ain't where I belong
             D7                       
Clean up the scene I don't need no mop
                                 Bb   
Pull up your jeans all I need is slops
                 Bb                      
Don't believe in greed I don't need a lot
                                   D7 
Let my Gs all eat off the cream on top
             D7                                                  
Remember the floor went peelin' off and damp all over the ceilin'
Bb7           Bb             
We trap for a positive reason
Bbmaj7                                    C 
All 'cause the rap weren't bringin' no Ps in
Dm7                                          F       
God knows my intention I sin for the sake of progress
          F                               
Got a big heart when it comes to my family
                                   Dm7    
But in the streets my heart is the coldest
   C                   Dm7                                              Bb   
My personal life ain't right but I'm putting this first so I won't lose focus
          F                                                         
'member I needed a helping hand reached out and I got cold shoulders
             F                                                         
I stay tryna better my life but I got pain that I can't get off my mind
F                                                            
I can't get rid of my demons all of my feelings I kept inside
Dm                                                        
I'd never sell my soul or switch on bro in desperate times
Bb                                       F 
My angel there on my shoulder tellin' me No
                          D7  
I'm bipolar no Jekyll and Hyde
              D7                                                                 
I gotta think twice what come out my mouth these days 'cause I know I got a voice
D7                                                                 
I'm the head of my family now I gotta get in my bag I got no choice
           D7                                                        
I'm bait I gotta roll safe there's a few places that I'd rather avoid
Bb                                                                    
I made it I might have a baby I don't mind a daughter I'd rather a boy
D7                                                                  
Brobro could've went pro in the field but he broke his Achilles heel
    D7                                                               
The other the other day it was free KTrap not the one from Gipsy Hill
Dm     D7                                                 
Fuck a eightytwenty I told them Send me a fifty/fifty deal
Bb                        
From Bush to Beverly Hills
    F                                          Dm   
I'm lookin' at bro like Look at the shit we've built
Dm                                            
Oot I seen a man smoke crack on a Red Bull can
F                                                   Dm 
I'm throwin' my Ws up like WuTang Clan I'm a method man
       Dm                                                            
Ask my mum what I'm like she'll say that I'm selfless and I give back
F             Bb                                                 D7       
If you ask my ex what I'm like she'll say I'm a narcissist and a sociopath
                                             F 
Came a long way still got a very long way to go
       Bb                                              D7  
Just a yute I was confused when I saw my family takin' coke
         D7                              
'cause I understand it now that I'm grown
                                   Bb  
Real trap boy I don't play with my nose
Bb                       
Just the way that it goes
                                D7      
I can't judge them when it made me dough
                                             Bb      
God knows my intention I sin for the sake of progress
          Bb                              
Got a big heart when it comes to my family
                               D7         
But in the streets my heart is the coldest
                                                                        Bb7  
My personal life ain't right but I'm putting this first so I won't lose focus
          Bb                                               Dm        Am7 D7
'member I needed a helping hand reached out and I got cold shoulders ■   ■ 


[Chorus]
Bb           F            
From Bush to Beverly Hills
                                               D7   
I'm lookin' at bro like Look at the shit we've built
                     Bb    
Said I was a one hit wonder
                                           F
I took that shot and I followed it through ■