Kanye West – Cant Tell Me Nothing (Guitar)

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---------------------------------------------- Kayne West - Can't Tell Me Nothing ---------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: Jesper Wrang Email: [email protected] My first tab ever made, pretty simple song to play. Works well for a solo performance with a acoustic guitar. Would love some feedback! <3 Enjoy :D Chords: Am x02210 C x32010 Dm xx0231 C/B x20010 Fmaj7 x3321x Chord structre of the hole song: Am - C - Dm - Dm - C - C/B x3 Fmaj - C - Dm - Dm - C - C/B The last 3 chords, Dm C C/B are played quickly after each other [Intro, nothing played here]: La, la, la la (Yeah) Wait 'til I get my money right [Verse 1]
Am         C                           Dm   
   I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven

                Dm    C       C/B       
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace

Am        C                    Dm
   I told God I'd be back in a second

            Dm          C   C/B
Man it's so hard not to act reckless

Fmaj7    C                                Dm    
      To whom much is given, much is tested

             Dm    C            C/B
Get arrested guess until he get the message

Am                      C                    Dm
   I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny

               Dm   C    C/B
And what I do, act more stupidly

Am  C                    Dm
    Bought more jewelry, more Louis V

         Dm       C    C/B
My Momma couldn't get through to me

Am           C               Dm
   The drama, people suing me

                  Dm   C         C/B
I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me

Fmaj7    C                     
I'm just saying how I feel man

Dm                           Dm      C  C/B
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hillman

Am             C                          Dm
   I guess the money should've changed him

                    Dm       C    C/B
I guess I should've forgot where I came from
[Hook]
Am  C         
La, la, la la

Dm                 Dm  C  C/B
Wait 'til I get my money right

Am  C
La, la, la la

Dm                     Dm   C    C/B
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?

Fmaj7          C
Excuse me, was you saying something?

Dm                  Dm   C    C/B
   Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing

Am           C
   You can't tell me nothing

Dm                  Dm   C    C/B
   Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
[Verse 2]
Am            C             
   Let up the suicide doors

Dm                     Dm  C      C/B
This is my life homie, you decide yours

Am             C                  Dm  
   I know that Jesus died for us

                       Dm   C     C/B
But I couldn't tell ya who decide wars

     Fmaj7                       C                     Dm
So I parallel double parked that motherfucker sideways

                  Dm    C    C/B
Old folks talking bout back in my day

Am     C                    
   But homie this is my day 

Dm                        Dm    C   C/B
Class started 2 hours ago, Oh am I late? 

Am               C
   No, I already graduated

            Dm                       Dm    C   C/B
And you can live through anything if Magic made it

Am                      C                 Dm
   They say I talk with so much emphasis

Dm   C    C/B
Ooh they so sensitive

Fmaj7               C 
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen

    Dm                          Dm   C   C/B
And say something when you gon' end up apologing

Am        C                         Dm Dm   C    C/B
   Let me know if it's a problem then, aight man, holla then
[Hook] [Verse 3]
Am         C                          Dm
   Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash

         Dm  C   C/B
Let that man get past

Am               C
   He don't even stop to get gas

          Dm
If he can move through the rumors

       Dm     C     C/B
He can drive off of fumes cause

Fmaj7               C
   How he move in a room full of no's?

Dm                        Dm    C    C/B
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?

Am                          C
Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul

Dm                     Dm   C    C/B
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold

Am           C
   Treasure, what's your pleasure?

Dm              Dm       C      C/B          
Life is a, UH, depending how you dress her

Am                      C                    Dm
   So if the devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear nada

                   Dm   C    C/B
I'm in between but way more fresher

Fmaj7      C                Dm 
      With way less effort, cause when you try hard

Dm     C      C/B
That's when you die hard

Am             C
   Your homies looking like why God

Dm                       Dm   C   C/B
When they reminisce over you, my God
[Hook] x3