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Quicksand Chords by Morray

  • Key: Em
  • BPM: 120
  • Capo: no capo

TEMPO FORTE


QUICKSAND ACORDES

[Intro]
Em Cmaj7 Em Am7 Em Cmaj7 Em Am7
                       


[Chorus]
    Am7 
Hmm yeah
Em      
Hmm yeah
             
Hmm yeah yeah
                                       
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
              C                      
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
           Em                     
Falling in deep with the quicksand
         C                    
Flag out my ass no quick brand
                     Em                     
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up
            C                         
Had beef in the streets had to stay up
                        Em                     
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
               C                              
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
                  Em                   
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
              Cmaj7                  
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
           Em                     
Falling in deep with the quicksand
         C                    
Flag out my ass no quick brand
                     Em                     
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up
            Cmaj7                     
Had beef in the streets had to stay up
                     Em                        
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
               Am7                            
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh


[Verse]
                    Em                      
Back in the day man a nigga had ripped jeans
                      Cmaj7                 
Couldn't afford a new pair I had broke seams
C                    Em                          
Couldn't think about the money I had broke dreams
           C                         
Outfit was the match of a crack fiend
               Em                   
I was tryna be fly couldn't take off
                    C                     
Clothes falling off my ass lost weight dog
                 Em                       
No jacket in the winter had the shakes dog
                           C                               
Then I said Fuck it 'cause something gone have to shake dog
              Em                          
Then my nigga Bobby put me on a quick lick
                 Cmaj7                 
Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix
C                   Em                           
Interceptions I was stealing caught me a pick six
                     Am               C         
In the snow pitching woe bitch it was brick dick
                   Em                    
Never killed ain't gone lie I was tempted
                      Cmaj7                    
He was the target but he lucky that I missed it
             Em                     
I was always fucking up was a misfit
               C                           
My opportunity was knocking and I missed it
           Em                    
Young when I hopped off the stoop
                            Cmaj7           
Two doors what I floor if I hop in the coupe
                          Em             
Too sore from a war where I couldn't lose
                      Am                 
Got scars and bruises man I got the proof
                      Em                    
Resemble young Steele 'cause I got the juice
                    Cmaj7              
You think you Tupac let Omar Epps loose
                      Em                 
Stepping on neck with my Timberland boots
                       Am7                 
I'm planted I'm stable I'm growing in roots


[Chorus]
Am                Em                   
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
              C                      
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
           Em                     
Falling in deep with the quicksand
         C                    
Flag out my ass no quick brand
                 Em                         
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up
                C                     
Had beef in the streets had to stay up
                     Em                        
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
               C                              
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
                  Em                   
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
              Cmaj7                  
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
        Em                        
Falling in deep with the quicksand
         C                    
Flag out my ass no quick brand
                     Em                     
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up
            Cmaj7                     
Had beef in the streets had to stay up
                        Em                     
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
               Am7                            
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh


[Verse]
                    Em                            
I remember chillin' at one of my little bitch crib
                       C                               
'bout to fuck 'bout to nut main course with the fixings
               Em                                   
Her nigga came through he was all on some bitch shit
              C                                 
Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted
           Em                          
Boy had me chop had get him a mix quick
                      Em                             
Couple knots made him drop like he drunk or he lifted
C                    Em                              
Fought another nigga after I thought was some kinship
                        C                              
Throwing up both of our sets which ended the friendship
                     Em                            
Gave respect neck to neck my nigga didn't back down
                                          C   
Had 'em standing up then he ended up back down
                Em                             
His hands in my life now they ended up flat now
            C                            
Flat like a wing let's see if he flap now
                  Em                              
Had enough it was tuff only lasted about one round
          Cmaj7                             
Kd on the bench equipped with the tre pround
                Em                                      
Made 'em run it was funny he was scared of the gun sound
                   C    
Made 'em shit he a bitch
           C                 
By the car he was ducked down
               Em                
I ain't got no time for the fakes
                       Cmaj7                
The phonies jabrownies the opps or the jakes
                       Em                
My homies the only who come past the gate
                               Am7                
I'm whacking the weeds cutting heads off of snakes
Am                    Em                   
I'm hungry I'm eating right off of ya plate
                         Cmaj7            
I want it I'm on it it's mine for the take
                          Em              
I'm stagnant a magnet I'm staying in place
                          Am7            
The reason I'm popping is all of the hate


[Chorus]
                  Em                   
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
              C                      
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
        Em                        
Falling in deep with the quicksand
         C                    
Flag out my ass no quick brand
                     Em                     
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up
            C                         
Had beef in the streets had to stay up
                     Em                        
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
               C                              
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
                  Em                   
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand
                                C    
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands
        Em                        
Falling in deep with the quicksand
         C                    
Flag out my ass no quick brand
                     Em                     
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up
                                    C 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up
                     Em                        
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh
               Am7                            
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh


[Outro]
Em C Em C Em C Em C
           
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