Spread The Opps Cifras

YouTube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcFajQKAe48
 
I would rather call the chord Fm7b6 but UG doesn't allow that.
 
[Intro]
Fm#5     Fm#5        Fm#5           Fm#5
   We on top, we got love, kill the opps
Fm#5     Fm#5        Fm#5           Fm#5
   We on top, we got love, kill the opps
 
[Chorus]
Fm#5    Fm#5           Fm#5              Fm#5          Fm#5
   Holy Father, God in Heaven, show Your power, let it come
         Fm#5             Fm#5                Fm#5            Fm#5
For Your Kingdom and Your honor, through Your Spirit and Your Son
 
           Fm#5                 Fm#5                 Fm#5
Spread the opps out, spread the opps out, spread the opps out
Fm#5            Fm#5                 Fm#5                 Fm#5
     Spread the opps out, spread the opps out, spread the opps out
 
[Verse 1]
N.C.
Ooh, I think they hate me (yup) in my Bape tee (woo)
Fm#5
  Ain't no pardons in the garden if you snake me (yeah)
Fm#5
  You can't break me (uh), tryna chase me (yee)
Fm#5                                      N.C.
  When it's rocky, I move ASAP, you can't drac' me (shoo)
 
    Fm#5                                  Fm#5
I'm fine, I got my feet up, I ain't never scared, don't put my heat up
         Fm#5                                Fm#5
I was outside and tryin', no re-up, where my opps at? God gon' eat up
                Fm#5
They ain't ever free us
                      Fm#5                              Fm#5
Lock my family up, my mama told the judge, "He ain't no killer"
                                                                Fm#5
It's all good 'cause on that prison yard he preachin' 'bout the Healer
 
[Chorus]
Fm                      Fm                      Fm
   Spread the opps out (woo), now the cops out (sheesh)
Fm                         Fm
   Facin' death, you wanna plead but you can't cop out
Fm                       Fm
   Now you locked out, I promise my God comin' back
                   Fm
When He do, it's a problem
                                     Fm#5
Got His attention but you don't want tension
                                                  Fm#5
You don't want the smoke, it's too late, you done got it
 
[Chorus]
Fm#5    Fm#5           Fm#5              Fm#5          Fm#5
   Holy Father, God in Heaven, show Your power, let it come
         Fm#5             Fm#5                Fm#5            Fm#5
For Your Kingdom and Your honor, through Your Spirit and Your Son
 
           Fm#5                 Fm#5                 Fm#5
Spread the opps out, spread the opps out, spread the opps out
Fm#5            Fm#5                 Fm#5                 Fm#5
     Spread the opps out, spread the opps out, spread the opps out
 
[Verse 3]
              Fm
What's your intentions? I see your screws and your wrenches
Fm                                      Fm
You tryna break up the bidness, ruin my witness
                                 Fm
Spreadin' yo' lies and opinions, you don't deserve my attention
           Fm#5
You's a pretender
                                  Fm#5
We was so used to the cold and my mama gave birth to a winner
            Fm#5
Put all the opps on alert then we out in the trenches
    Fm#5
And demons do not get forgiveness
           Fm#5
Pray for repentance for all my family that's sinnin'
Fm#5
I ain't the truth, I'm a witness
           Fm#5
I got some blood on my hands and some dirt on my fingers
    Fm#5                 N.C.               N.C.
You know that I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
                                       Fm
Lord, help me kill all of my demons, I look in the mirror, I seen 'em
        Fm
I had a BM, I forced her to get an abortion
  Fm
I pray when I die, I can meet Him
             Fm#5
They want me cheatin', tellin' me open my DMs
Fm#5
Eat all this fruit that I'm seein'
           Fm#5
I got some people in prison, I need to go see 'em
      Fm#5
If it weren't for the Lord, I would be 'em
        Fm                                Fm
Yeah, I know they won't catch me lackin', see me off in traffic
          Fm                            Fm
Yeah, I'm packin', got that oppa-stoppa apostolic ratchet
           Fm#5                                Fm#5
'Bout that action, keep ten toe two-threes but Jesus my assassin
       Fm#5                    Fm#5
If you askin', I'm still 116 until I'm in a casket
         Fm.                                  Fm
I see my opps tryna pop out (woo), they wanna pull every stop out
             Fm#5
Wait 'til my God spin the block and He let up in shots
        Fm#5
He gon' air every spot out (doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
 
[Chorus]
Fm#5    Fm#5           Fm#5              Fm#5          Fm#5
   Holy Father, God in Heaven, show Your power, let it come
         Fm#5             Fm#5                Fm#5            Fm#5
For Your Kingdom and Your honor, through Your Spirit and Your Son
 
           Fm#5                 Fm#5                 Fm#5
Spread the opps out, spread the opps out, spread the opps out
Fm#5            Fm#5                 Fm#5                 Fm#5
     Spread the opps out, spread the opps out, spread the opps out
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