Cool As A Fan (Clean) chords by Little Brother

  • Dsus4

  • G

  • Am

  • Dm

  • D

  • C

Verse 1
Dsus4
G
Am
Cool as a fan,
cooler than a stand
I am, call my nigga up,
what's the plan?
Packin' up a van,
time to move product out
Servin' in this town for now,
G
we rule it out
Am
I'm a loyal soldier,
do what is asked
Grandma, no question,
a few months passed
Money comin' slow,
G
but these bills comin' quick
Dsus4
No health insurance,
G
scared to get sick
Am
Mommy got questions,
I'm not tryin' to hear
Develop tunnel vision on this path we steer
The road less traveled,
faced a few bumps on the way
G
Call it gravel, to try to get paid
Am
Not being made, cause I do create art
Not being played,
they consider us smart
When nigga I am,
G
that's not a knock on me
Dsus4
That's a shot at the world,
G
but the blind can't see
Dsus4
G
Uh, let's go
Am
They say the industry changing him
Fante the Funtiger renaming him
Dm
Niggas sleeping on the team,
G
Am
shame on them
Dm
Same team from the old days,
Am
G
I hang with them
Am
Won't see me in the club
makin' it rain on them
Or at the bar with hoes
T -Pain and them
G
World renown, look at me now
Dsus4
With prices on the boards
D
G
like T -Rebound
Am
Can't even stand next to us
But my hand, I extend like director's cuts
I know the child probably
ain't expect as much
From a nigga that's twice as you
and that's a rough estimate
G
Am
Just a ballpark figure
All y 'all get up for all -star tigger
See you actin' hard,
don't make me pull your card
G
Like Hallmark, nigga
Dsus4
G
Get smoked out like a Paul Maul,
n***a
Dsus4
D
G
Sit you sideways like Paul Wall,
n***a
Am
For the whole duret
Shunna this verse,
you can say it's like a mouvet
Get the juicy details,
no M's too made
G
N****s talk major,
Am
G
but they got no flavor like white folks
Am
Kool -Aid
Peace to my n***a duvet
Goin' to the tip -top,
hip -hop, hooray
N****s say rap is in the drought,
G
so my flow
Dsus4
Bring the water out,
G
fun to the low bouche
Dsus4
D
G
I think I'm gonna get a bouquet
Am
Stay down in the trenches,
keep swingin' for the fences
LB, nigga,
get ready for the LP, nigga
D
G
Am
Who the illest hell, you tell me, nigga
Ayy, this just to let y 'all know
in case you ain't figured it out yet
Me and my man
G
Dsus4
Big Poo, we not goin' nowhere, man
G
Am
C
Am
For real
You
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