5AM Chords by Logic
- Key: Am
- BPM: 87
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
5AM ACORDES
[Start] [Verse] Am Fmaj7 Dm Fmaj7 ■ ■ ■ ■ C I've seen a ■ lot 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 Walk inside my kitchen bakin' soda all up on the floor 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 Dm I just wanna keep the peace and help people F Dm Give some of this money that I'm makin' to the people Dm So if you hatin' on me goddamn you evil F Dm And just don't understand 'cause I'm flyer than Knievel Dm 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 Dm But I got God on my side always down to ride Am F Don't get it twisted I ain't perfect in the least Dm Dm I'm still all up in your girl jeans ■ like a crease Am Matter fact like a geneticist Dm These rappers' records comin' out they so repetitive Am F Dm Shout out my homie Chance peace to Skizzy Mars F Rattpack homie Castro we droppin' bars Dm It's all love man this shit is ours F They never thought I'd make it shootin' for the stars 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 ■ 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 Fmaj7 We gon' live it up 'til we bring it back down Fmaj7 Mmm I'm thinkin' Okay yeah [Outro] Am F Dm F Dm F Dm Am ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ F Dm F Dm F ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [End]