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5 A.M. Chords by Logic

  • Key: Am
  • BPM: 87
  • Capo: no capo

TEMPO FORTE


5 A.M. ACORDES

[Start]

[Verse]
Am Fmaj7 Dm7 Fmaj7
              
Fmaj7  
Of shit
                F      
Yeah Seen a lot of shit
                                    Am                             
I've seen a lot of shit I shouldn't have but never forgot it though
F               Dm                                          
Brothers on the corner sellin' crack like it was nada though
F                             Am                      
Walk inside my kitchen bakin' soda all up on the floor
F      Dm                                                   F   
Police bangin' on the door while grippin' a zero point four four
             Am                                             
I was just a youngin' but this type of shit I've seen before
F           Dm                            
Y'all see a white boy but my daddy a negro
F         Am                                   
Halfbreed motherfucker grip the mic and he flow
F            Dm                                    
I just wanna spread love they want me to bleed slow
F                                          
I just wanna keep the peace and help people
Dm                                                   
Give some of this money that I'm makin' to the people
   F                   Am              
So if you hatin' on me goddamn you evil
F              Dm                                      
And just don't understand 'cause I'm flyer than Knievel
     F                           Am                
Been through a lot of shit but I keep it on the DLo
F     Dm                                           
Never bustin' in 'em streets but I keep it G though
F                  Am                  
I ain't into fairy tales I'm just me ho
F                       Dm                        
Only thing I talk about is everything that we know
F                                                       
I heard you've got a fuckin' problem bitch I bet I beast
Dm                                         
Ain't no need to reach I don't need a piece
Dm                                                      
I just kill 'em with kindness yeah we leave 'em deceased
    Dm                                                        
And tell it like it is so now you got it capeesh Homie word up
       Am                
Let me bring it back down
                       F        
They think it's a game right now
Dm                                      F          Am 
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
                       F  
Back where I came from now
                           Fmaj7             
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
                             Fmaj7
They think it's a game right now  
                                        Fmaj7         
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
                       Fmaj7
Back where I came from now  
                           Dm                
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
                            Dm    
I hope you live a long life hatin'
                                            Dm           
Now watch every Grammy just to see who they nominatin' uh
                                         Dm        
So successful they probably say I signed with Satan
                         Am                 
But I got God on my side always down to ride


[Chorus]
                                            F    
Don't get it twisted I ain't perfect in the least
    Dm                                     F     
I'm still all up in your girl jeans like a crease
Am                           
Matter fact like a geneticist
F     Dm                                  F         
These rappers' records comin' out they so repetitive
Dm        Am                    F         Dm  
Shout out my homie Chance peace to Skizzy Mars
                         F            
Rattpack homie Castro we droppin' bars
Am            Dm                   
It's all love man this shit is ours
                                        F            
They never thought I'd make it shootin' for the stars


[Verse]
                                  Dm        
Yeah I'm a born sinner but it's a Cole world
Dm                                                       
Shout out my homies that know me can't forget my old girl
                                   Dm         
But that's a touchy subject like a priest woah
                                                 Am          
I heard y'all finally eatin' over there we got a feast though
                          F      
Keep it Rattpack 'til the beat go
Dm                                    F          
You might not get the flow now let it seep though
Am                                  F        
Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor
Dm                                         F    
But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio
                                  Dm        
Racism all up in 'em that shit is irrelevant
                                  Dm            
My flow is colorblind rappin' for the hell of it
                                 Dm      
I don't give a fuck my mindstate celibate
                                   Am           
Run quick tell a bitch rap gettin' me hella rich
                                       F         
Out the blue like Ella Fitz my flow is so elegant
Dm                                                  F         
Death before dishonor murderin' rappers in front of they mamas
                                            Dm     
I rep Artanis decipher the word 'cause it's Ebonics
Dm                                                                     
Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra yes I gotcha bitch it's Logic
       Am                
Let me bring it back down


[Chorus]
                       F        
They think it's a game right now
Dm                                   F             Am 
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
                       F   Dm
Back where I came from now  
                           F                 
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
                             F  
They think it's a game right now
                                        Fmaj7         
But it ain't the same right now know my name right now
                       Fmaj7
Back where I came from now  
                           Fmaj7             
We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down
        Fmaj7   
Mmm I'm thinkin'
Dm       
Okay yeah


[Outro]
Am F Dm F Am F Dm F
           
Am F Dm F Dm F
        


[End]
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