Ain’t Posed To chords by Burden

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Intro 1

Desmond, I -I

Verse 1
-I -I
Em 
got a load of  (E minor) one if you book me
I got a boner pic with you pussies
All of these cats on the internet
hatin '
Cuz I made a stand,
Am 
but look where it  (A minor) took me
Em 
 (E minor) Lord have mercy, you come in this house
All your homeboys gon'
wanna sit this out
Your word verse mine,
ain't no witness now
I'm the only one can tell you
how this shit went down
Look, you ain't got to ask me
why so flashy
Thinkin' how I feel
when that ass then pass me
All in the window like I'm an intruder
Don't try me like that
D 
or you might get your  (D major) ass beat
Em 
 (E minor) Once in the trunk,
both hands on the wheel
Either bout to come up or you goin' to jail
Got back up every time that I failed
D 
I've failed more times than I can  (D major) en tail
Em 
 (E minor) I   need to burn a phone,
fake name when I turn it on
Got me knorded out
I done been blessed ever since the West
Yeah, gettin' that check with
D 
them  (D major) boys about
Em 
 (E minor) And all I wanna do is put
the team first class
Went for the gold and
we came up fast
Some for the spin and some for
the stash
D 
Em 
Everything I did, bitch,  (D major) I did for  (E minor) the cash
I aint post to get drunk
No when they the let me out of the jail
they said that
I aint post to have guns
No I aint post to have guns
I aint post to have guns
I aint post a have guns
I aint post a have guns
I aint posted to be windy
I aint post to get windy
I aint post to get money dog
I aint post to go spending
D 
Em 
I got a loaded one  (D major) if you  (E minor) boo me
I got a boner pit with you pussies
All of the cats on the internet hatin
They hatin, they hatin, they hatin
But look where I'm comin
Yeah, ain't nothin'
Am 
cool about bein' a  (A minor) thug
Em 
Come through that  (E minor) door and
you eatin' a slug
Stickin' the dirt in your teeth in the mud
My feelings ain't hurt, I'ma keep it above
Can see where you was,
we keepin' surveillance
You thought it was love,
then people be hatin'
And I ain't the judge,
I leave it to God
Or I'ma just get you a meetin' with Satan
I am not the bad guy, no
But I just got a brand new glizzy
Gotta take my advice, no
D 
If I were you, I wouldn't fuck  (D major) with me
Em 
 (E minor) Yeah, I got friends, but I admit it
New faces, that's too dangerous
Folks really hate to see
me winnin'
These fools think that
I'm a loser and bitch
But that ain't reality though,
you don't want to challenge
me though
Been keeping my demons away,
I don't want them to play
But you bring them out of
me though
I don't get mad when somebody get a bag
But you try to take mine,
better bring a tote bag
I been going hard,
it's in a motherfucking pain
Anybody want to play,
I ain't playing no more
I ain't get high, no
I ain't supposed to get drunk, no
When they let me out of jail,
they said that
I ain't supposed to have guns, no
D 
Em 
I ain't  (D major) supposed  to have  (E minor) gun s
I ain't supposed to have guns
I ain't supposed to have guns
I ain't supposed to have guns
I ain't supposed to be winning
I ain't supposed to get women,
I ain't supposed to get money,
dawg
And I ain't supposed to go spend it,
D 
Em 
I got a loaded one  (D major) if you  (E minor) book me
I got a boner pit with you pussies
All of the cats on the internet hatin',
they hatin', they hatin', they hatin',
they hatin'