Some Way Cifras

[Intro]
 
Am  C   Dm    G      F     C    Dm
 
Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah
 
[Verse 1]
         C
If I'ma talk, I'ma talk, I'ma keep it real
           Gm
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon' split a pill
            C
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
            Gm
Now that we on, that we on, we gon' split a mill
           Am
I take a jet, take a jet when I'm overseas
            Gm
None of my girls, of my girls gon' get over me
              C
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
             Gm
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
          C
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
           Dm                            F
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
             C
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
           Dm                           F
Fuck your phone calls, I don't want apologies
             C
Everyone said, yeah they said I was "gonna peak"
             Gm                          Dm
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
             Am                              Dm
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
            Gm
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy
 
[Hook]
C               Dm                      G                    Am    C
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Dm                             G                    Am            C
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah
Dm                                              Gm
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way, yeah
Dm
She just want a nigga like me, I play no
 
[Verse 2]
Em
Way, we got em feelin' some way
Dm                                    F        C
Way, 'cause you see XO in the place, told her "wait"
                                    Dm
I gotta get myself together, it's a date
                                   C
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
                                                     Dm
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
                                   C
I think my nuts look better on her face
                                               Dm
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
               F                     C
Now you gettin' mad because you got replaced
                                      Dm
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
                F             C
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
               F                      C
I went to the hills straight from the trap
Dm              Gm                C
I'ma fuck your bitch and give her back
                                    Dm
She said she pop pills I told her "stop it"
                Gm            C
Check my little pocket I got options
                                   Dm
I'm the first brown boy to get it poppin'
                                           Am
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop 'em
 
[Hook]
         C      Dm                                           C
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin' some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
Dm                             G                     C
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin' some way, oh yeah
Dm                                              Gm
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin' some way, way, way, yeah
Dm                                       Gm
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games
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