Kendrick Lamar – God (Guitar)

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[Intro] Em C Am Bm [Chorus]
           Em             C
This what God feel like, huh, yeah

                            Am             Bm
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah

                       Em             C
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah

                                  Am 
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!

             Bm
Huh, yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)
[Verse 1]
Em 
Ever since a young man

C
All I wanted to be was a gunman

Am
Shootin' up the charts, better run, man

Bm
Y'all gotta see that I won, man

               Em                            
Slick as El DeBarge with the finger waves, work it, JT

        C                      
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT

        Am
I'm at large, runnin' plays like a circuit, JT

             Bm
I'm sellin' verses, JT, watch me work it, JT

Em
Look, look… hol' up!

       C
Don't judge me, my mama caught me with a strap

       Am
Don't judge me, I was young, fuckin' all the rats

          Bm
Don't judge me, aimin' at your head for a stack

         Em            C
Don't judge me! Don't judge me!
Now my home got a Valley peak
          Am
Don't judge me, if I press your line you a freak

           Bm
Don't judge me, won't you tell a friend y'all gon' see—
[Chorus]
           Em             C
This what God feel like, huh, yeah

                            Am             Bm
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah

                       Em             C
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!", huh, yeah

                                  Am 
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!

             Bm
Huh, yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)
[Verse 2]
Em
Fuck is you talkin' to?      

Em            
Aye, do you know who you talkin' to?

      C
Slide on you like fallen drapes

     C
God toss full of carnivals

    Am
I kill 'em with kindness

      Am
Or I kill 'em with diamonds

     Bm
Or I put up like fifteen hundred

     Bm
Get yo' ass killed by the finest

              Em
Everything in life is a gamble

             Em
Nothin' in life I can't handle

         C
Seen it all, done it all, felt pain more

         C
For the cause, I done put blood on sword

             Am
Everything I do is to embrace y'all

              Am
Everything I write is a damn eight ball

              Bm
Everything I touch is a damn gold mine

                Bm
Everything I say is from an angel
[Bridge]
            Em
I don't rush shit, fuck shit

               Em
Always your shit, my shit

       C
Cannonballs to ignite shit
Morning to the night shift
Am    
I'm on, I ain't sorry for it

Bm
Ask for a piece of mine, you charged me for it

Em
I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it

C
I'm in the streets sometimes and can't afford it

Am
I got a bad habit
Levitate, duckin' haters
Bm
Oh my! My heart is rich, my heart is famous
[Chorus]
           Em  
This what God feel like

       C        
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)

                             Am    
Laughin' to the bank like, "A-ha!"
(This what God feel like) Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)
Bm                     Em
Flex on swole like, "A-ha!"
(This what God feel like)
                       C
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)

                      Am
You feel some type of way, then a-ha!
(This what God feel like)
                      Bm
Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)
This what God feel like