Lil Wayne – Blunt Blowin (Guitar)

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[Intro] Gm F Gm F Eb D [Verse 1]
Gm
I live it up like these are my last days

F
If time is money, I'm an hour past paid

Gm
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass

F
Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag

Eb
Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurting

D
I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect

Gm
Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters

    F
But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper

Gm
So love or hate me, I stay hate-free

             F
They say we learn from mistakes; why, that's why they mistake me

            Eb
I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers

 D
All hail Weezy, call it bad weather

Gm
I stick to the script, I memorize the lines

F
Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times

Gm
You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds

              F
And they say never say never, but fuck it, nevermind

           Eb
I've been gone too long, true or false, right or wrong

 D
Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah
[Hook] x2
       Gm             F
I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin'

Gm                      F
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga

          Eb
With my money growing, no matter where you going

           D
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga
[Verse 2]
Gm                        F
Stunna, I got 'em, I'm back on them bitches

Gm                       F
All about my riches, my name should be Richard

Eb
Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the scissors

D
Life is a choice, and death is a decision

Gm                       F
Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch

Gm
I still got the vision like a line between two dots

Eb
Young Money's eating, the label getting fatter

     D
And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at 'em

      Gm                           F
I'm a bad motherfucker cause the good die young

 Gm                            F
Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one

      Eb
Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb

             D
Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum

     Gm                       F
Yea, big money, big money, deep pockets

Gm                F
Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping

Eb
Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting

D
Eastside, MOB Piru Damu
[Hook] x2
       Gm             F
I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin'

Gm                      F
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga

          Eb
With my money growing, no matter where you going

           D
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga
[Verse 3]
Gm                         F
Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher

Gm                       F
See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher

Eb
I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker

D
And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her

         Gm                        F
You can look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids

       Gm                      F
But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like surprises

Eb
Why that, why this, why you on that why shit?

D
Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM

Gm           F
Beach bum, call me Ocean Drive Slim+

Gm                  F
Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin

Eb
Young Mula, skinnies and some Supras

D
Belly of the beast 'til it puke us, motherfucker
[Hook] x2
       Gm             F
I'mma blunt blowin', Polo drawers showin'

Gm                      F
I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga

          Eb
With my money growing, no matter where you going

           D
You don't need a bus pass for me to bust yo ass, nigga
[Outro]
          Gm
I've been gone too long

          F
True or false, right or wrong

          Gm
I've been gone too long

          F
True or false, right or wrong

          Eb
I've been gone too long

          Eb
True or false, right or wrong

D
Hello Weezy, welcome home

           Gm         F
It's Young Mula, baby

           Gm         F
It's Young Mula, baby

          Eb
True or false, right or wrong

D
Hello Weezy, welcome home