Frank Ocean – Futura Free (Guitar)
Capo 1
Key
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
[Intro]
C Csus2 G6/B Am Fmaj7/C
[Verse 1]
C If I was being honest Csus2 G6/B I'd say long as I could fuck three times a day and not skip a meal I'm good Am I used to work on my feet for 7 dollars a hour
Call my momma like momma "I ain't making minimum wage momma"
Fmaj7/C I'm on momma, I'm on C Csus2 Now I'm making 400, 600, 800K momma
To stand on my feet momma
G6/B Play these songs, it's therapy momma, they paying me momma Am I should be paying them Fmaj7/C I should be paying y'all honest to God C I'm just a guy I'm not a god Csus2 G6/B Sometimes I feel like I'm a god but I'm not a god Am If I was I don't know which heaven would have me momma
Let me run this bitch
Fmaj7/C I'ma run it into the ground momma, the whole galaxy C God damn, fuck these lames, they don't want none Csus2 G6/B Fuck these lames, they don't want none fuck these niggas
Fuck these niggas, they don't want none
Am
Fuck these niggasFmaj7/C. C Csus2
Fuck you niggas Fuck me if I hated on you
[Verse 2]
G6/B I'ma stick around I'm gon' let my nuts hang Am Nigga you got some just like me don't you? Fmaj7/C Or maybe not just like me you know I'm Africano Americano
And even if you're half Japanese
C Roots run deep Csus2 Family tree, throw a big shadow G6/B Tech company please gimme immortality Am I'm going rapidly fading drastically Fmaj7/C Or pulled the zip down C Wet your lips first Csus2 Lick the tip now G6/B Smoke some'n Am They tryna find 2Pac Fmaj7/C Don't let 'em find 2Pac C Csus2 He evade the press G6/B He escape the stress Am La da da da da Fmaj7/C La da da da da, la da da da da
[Verse 3]
N.C.
I'll keep quiet and let you run your phone bill up
Fmaj7/C I know you love to talk F I ain't on your schedule Fmaj7 Fmaj7/C I ain't on no schedule F Fmaj7 I ain't had me a job since 2009 Fmaj7/C I ain't on no sales floor You say I'm changing on you Fmaj7 I feel like Selena Fmaj7/C F They wanna murder a nigga, murder me like Selena Fmaj7 You must ain't get the memo I don't cut bitches no more F But your bitch my exception come get her outta my four door
I only got one four door
Fmaj7 Remember when I had that Lexus, no Fmaj7/C F Our friendship don't go back that far
N.C.
Tyler slept on my sofa yeah
Fmaj7
Niggas go back that farN.C.
I ain't smoked all year
Fmaj7/C
This the last song soI'm finna wipe that off
Fmaj7 Tolerance is so low, still smoke a whole 'gar Fmaj7/C F Menage on my birthday, tap out on the first stroke Fmaj7 Cause this ain't no work day, she don't give head anyway Fmaj7/C Cuz what niggas say, that's what she tell her man Fmaj7 What a difference distance makes, niggas want fight in the streets F Now shit starting to make my hands hurt Fmaj7/C Jay hit me on the email F Said I oughta act my net worth, dog this is chess now, not fetch
I ain't runnin for a nigga
Fmaj7 Ain't ran since track meet Fmaj7/C That's the only time I ran from a nigga
You could change this track now
F Fmaj7 Could've changed this bitch a long time ago, know and know, know and know
Shout out to Hollygrove
F I'm from that 7th though, twins know and Lance know Fmaj7/C Clark know and Matt know Fmaj7 Shit went 180 on me please run that back though
[Outro]
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