Chris Brown – I Dont Die (Guitar)

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For the sample follow |1 - 5 - 1 - 3 - 1 Eb Bb Eb Gb Eb [Intro: Joyner Lucas]

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Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner

Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo! [Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]

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Mind your motherfuckin' bid'ness, ain't nothin' you gotta see

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How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?

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Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me

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And my niggas mobbin' deep, hoe, I'm a fuckin' prodigy

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I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see

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Don't you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me

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Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me

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Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me

I know you probably want that [Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]

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You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah

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They don't revive a nigga and bring me back to life

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And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down

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Shot me down, that's all right (buck, buck) I don't die

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
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B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin' bad 'til they ass be alone

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Now you back in the cold

And I'm laughin' at every single fag who didn't want me on half of they songs

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It was that from the go, just a bunch of little spoiled fuckin' bastards;

every single one would laugh at my joke

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Nigga, pass the Patrón

I think I'ma go and drink until I pass out and then fall in the back of the Rov'

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Ménage on my mind (ayy) I've been on my grind (woo)

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Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on my side (yeah)

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I cut all my friends off then say, "y'all ain't on my vibe"

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And it's so much more to life than drinkin', party all the time, woah

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This gon' last a lifetime (lifetime) no more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)

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I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (icon)

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Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause I ain't got no ice on

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Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time

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I'm like, where the hell you been at? I've been doin' this

Since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at

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Always in trouble, 'cause I was never learnin' nothin'

Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks

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And all that been sleepin' on me, fuck it, where the bed at?

'Cause I've been strugglin', tryna be on top but them other niggas

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Blind for me, but fuck it, it really doesn't mean nothin'

If their music ain't really cuttin' it they get hit with the galick gun

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One day y'all gon see me (see me), I make shy look freaky (freaky)

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I make dry look greasy (woo), I make hard look easy (easy)

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I remember way back when my momma took my TV, hoe

Now I'm all on TV, hoe (woo) [Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]

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Mind yo motherfuckin' bid'ness, ain't nothin' you gotta see

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How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?

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Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me

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I don't want to hear no sorrys, bitch, fuck your apology

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I know, I know that you been envy, damn, it ain't that hard to see

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I don't wanna get to know you, no please, don't say hi to me

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Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me

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Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me

I know you probably want that [Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]

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You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah

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They don't revive a nigga and bring me back to life

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And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down

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Shot me down, that's all right (buck, buck) I don't die

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

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That's why a nigga ride 'round with a weapon

Better that than me lyin' on a stretcher N.C. Gunshot (pow, pow, pow!) Applyin' all the pressure Potato on the chopper Shootin' through the pillow, blood on the feathers

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Rollin' dice with ya life, all I do is roll 7s (woo)

Eagle on my lap when I walk with the devil

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Hit a bitch from the back like I don't know better

N.C. Man, I swear to God you better talk to the reverend

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Yeah I'm on a weed high, dehydrated

Her booty fuckin' skin-tight, Levi made it (yeah, yeah)

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Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable

Keep my cards in my pocket, never put 'em on the table (woo)

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Leave her bra on the floor, put my dick up on her naval

Do what I say, don't give me no ultimatum

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Ride around or die, get your life taken

Shit, already went half on a baby (buck, buck, buck, buck)

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All these broke bitch ass niggas

Tryna tell a real nigga how to really fuckin' get a bag (woo)

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How you fuckin' 25 with your first car?

I got 10, that's why them niggas mad (hey)

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Why you wanna hate on progress? (Woo)

Why you wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)

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Nigga, why you wanna eat off my check? (Hey)

N.C. That's some weird ass shit, you suspect (hey)

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That's a weird ass bitch, don't trust that (woo)

Shut the hell up, a nigga ain't done yet (hey)

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All these shots, are you niggas havin' fun yet? (Buck, buck)

I'ma do it by the book so run that (hey)

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Take ya bitch, then I ride into sunset (hey)

Layin' on the Westside, hit Sunset (hey)

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Backwoods, you can find me where the skunk at (hey)

Bullet with ya name on it, if you want that [Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]

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You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah

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They don't revive a nigga and bring me back to life

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And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down

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Shot me down, that's all right (buck, buck) I don't die