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Mel Made Me Do It easy guitar chords by Stormzy
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Tuning
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Fret 6
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Am
C
F
Am
C
F
Verse 1
(I'm not going
on
economy,
no
way)
Jheeze, ay,
haha-
haha- ha
Ay,
mummy
(I'm claiming
it, man)
Claim
it,
amen
(I'm claiming
it)
Claim
it,
haha
(I said,
"I'm not
going
econ- , on uhm, economy")
Yeah,
right,
why?
(Stormzy is my
son)
Brap
Verse 2
I've been the G.O.A.T.
for so
long
I guess
it's not
excitin'
when I
win
Boohoo,
someone
grab the
violins
Every
time
I try
a ting,
top
bins
like
Haile
when
he sings
So, of
course,
they don't
like
me, I'm
the king
A'ight, tell
me why,
why
would I
reply
to him?
I leave
him hanging
like
Kyrie
on
the rim
Where
do
I begin?
I wear
the
5990 in the gym
I got
a thing
for shiny
little
things
Verse 3
What can
I say?
I'm like
a young
black
Biden with
a trim
(woo)
Presidential
when
I'm ridin'
in
the
Bimz
Taking pictures
with
my cameraman,
I'm shining
in
my skin
For
eight- figures
I'm
Aubameyang, I go
and sign
the ting,
a'ight
I never
wonder
about
who
I could've
been,
'cah
I'm
here
Rose
Gold frosted
or
ceramic
Told bro
spin
it so
he span
it
We
are not
the same,
big
Mike's
from
a whole
different-
Verse 4
Top
bins,
what
a set
piece,
fling
it in
the net
Could've
Jet
Li
kick
him 'til
he bled
And,
I'm rent-
free
livin'
in
their head
What's
that quote?
Ooh,
"kill
them with success"
Talkin'
smoke,
please,
give
it all
ah
Still
dripping
in finesse
(goddamn)
Man,
I got
figures
and
flows
I'm
a different
kind
of F
Got
a
Lambo' and
a Rolls,
that's
a different
kind
of cheque
And
I said
I was
the G.O.A.T.,
they didn't
listen
when
I-
Verse 5
A'ight, any
time
I do a
big
flex,
just
ignore
me
Niggas
wanna
hear
my side
of the
story
Niggas
wanna
hear a
nigga
chat
like it's
Maury
Fuck
that,
you niggas
better
bask
in my
glory
They
call me
to
slide
through
the store
'cah I'm
so
patterned
To
be fair
we
don't go
Hatton
We
don't tell
lies
I think
the kids
call
it no
cappin'
The boys
rough
but
the flows
satin
I J
Hus'tle and
I'm
MoStack'ing, they
wanna' catch me on
the roads
lackin'
You better
pray
that it
don't
happen
(niggas)
And, I don't
sell
drugs,
still
I'm dope
rappin'
Verse 6
Have
your whole
pattern
Stiff
Chocolate
with the
book
To be
fair,
I don't
feel
Twitter
Gettin'
told
I'm not
a real
spitter
by some
broke-
arse bill
splitter
Listen,
nigga,
you
got bigger
fish
to fry,
like
If
I ever
see your
girlfriend
in
Dubai, oh
Lord
Party
on
the boat,
she's
onboard
and the Birkin
is
a bag
you can't
afford,
and
she'd like
one
Do the maths,
you
ain't the right
one
It's
alright,
son,
we'll
send
her back
before the
nights
done
Verse 7
I wrote
one,
light
one,
eight-
out-
of- ten
She's
my
a'ight one,
think
of
a hit
then
I write
one
On
when
I sight
one
This my,
this my
Ghanaian flow,
it's a
tight
one
(eh- ehn)
If she
pretty
then
I put
her on
a flight
I put
her on
a jet
if
her pussy-
, wait
Verse 8
Look,
my nephews
are listenin',
and
my chef
should
be Michelin
There's guests
in
my kitchen
and
my left
wrist
is glistenin'
And
my tunes
getting
played
from
a set
to
a christenin'
They're
pissed
on
the net
'cause I
said
I ain't
listenin'
Ugh, real
niggas
know
it's all
positionin'
Real
niggas
know
I'm not the
victim
Alright,
I am,
I'll
take
the L,
they
hype the
'Gram
They
tell
their jokes
to spite
the man
I
feed
my folks,
they bite
my
hand
I
do
the most,
I'll
fly to
Cannes
to
watch
a film,
then bye,
alright
Verse 9
Headline
Reading
and
Leeds
like
it's easy
Funny
when
they talk
about the
game
'cah
it needs
me
Niggas
wanna
hear
a nigga
spill it
all to
Zeze
Fuck
that,
you niggas
didn't
know
that I'm
greazy
It's
easy,
man
talk shit
until
they see
me
Believe
me,
all
you niggas
give me
(heebie jeebies)
Word to
Lauryn, I
will die
on
this Hill
You little
nigga's
two
figures
shy
on my
deal
Someone
slide
me the
bill
(okay, I
got
it)
What
my
eyes don't
see,
the
Messiah
reveals
If
it all
goes
left,
give
Jasiah my
will
'Cah I
guess
I'm just
the
bredda that they're
dyin'
to
kill, ah
(woo)
Verse 10
Your boys
mad
dark,
still
I shine
like
a grill
Yeah,
I'm healthy
and
I'm blessed
but
I rhyme
like
I'm ill
Line
backer,
holdin'
down the
line
like Khalil,
ooh (ooh, ooh)
I live
a life
that
they try
to fulfil
So,
they hate
on
my name
but
admire
my
skill
And
before
I touch
stage,
gotta
wire
my
'mil,
ah
My niggas
do
drill
that
was prior
to
drill
If
you see
me with
my dragons
lookin'
fly
in
the field
Know
Khaleesi couldn't
fathom
all
the fire
I spill,
nah
Verse 11
You
old
washed
niggas should
retire,
for
real
There's
a time
you should
move,
and
a time
to be
still
There's
a time
to destroy
and
a time
to
rebuild
But,
all
I see
is washed
up
godfathers
and washed
up
podcasters
I own
all my
masters,
I
ain't got masters
I throw a
party
on
the yacht
and wear my
Yacht
Master
They think
I just
chart
top,
but I'm the
top
charter
Verse 12
Gaffer
like
I'm Scott
Parker
From when
the mandem use to
rock parkas
I am
Nasty,
but, I'm
not
Marcus
Genius,
I could've
clocked
Harvard
My niggas
slide
but they
are not
dancers
Dead
rappers
wanna
swap
chargers
Nah,
I mean
they wanna
swap
stances
Nah,
I mean
they wanna
trade
places
Get
to scrappin'
like
I ain't
famous
Have you
dashin'
like you're
Dwain Chambers
Follow
fashion,
man, you
fake
greatness
Verse 13
To make
a classic,
yeah, it
takes
ages
But,
I still do
it like
my mate
David
Nah,
I mean
like
my bro
Dave
Me
and MIST,
that's
a close
shave
They fear
this
but they
won't
say,
I'm
the nearest
on a cold
day
They love to
talk
about
the old
days
Them man
are old
like,
"Annie,
are you
okay?"
I prefer
not to speak
like
I'm
José
(I prefer
really not
to,
not
to speak,
If
I speak
I am in,
in
big
trouble)
Verse 14
(Woo)
This is what I meant
when
I said
what
I said
I
got whips
in
my drive,
pretty
women
in my
bed
My
accolades are bigger
than
my head
Stylo
told
me, "Kill
'em 'til
they're dead"
(The killy'dem ah carry
one
inna
di
head)
(Don Dada,
kick
arff face
with bank
robber)
If it's
a ting
then I'll just
pattern
it like
Trev,
ay
Verse 15
Man,
I got
'teks
like
I'm
Kylian, punch
like
I'm
Dillian
Walk in
a gym
and
I bump
into
William
Yeah, the S
on chest,
yeah,
that stands
for
"suc
cess"
But
the
M on
my hairline
stands
for my
millions
Ah,
I got
a brilliant
car
I got
a brilliant
team,
they wanna
bring
up my past
becah I'm livin'
my dream
What we
achieved
ain't
a shock
'cah
we knew
it
We
just stepped
all clean
and said,
Verse 16
"Mel
made
me do
it", ask
Mel
Now, there's
not enough
space
in my
wardrobe
Benjart fit
ted on my
waist
and my
tor
so
Niggas
keep
on thinkin'
I'm a
chief,
oh, you
thought so?
Chatty patty
niggas,
man,
you niggas
need
a talk
show
I've never
seen
real
dons
turn
loose
women
Sleep
real good,
fresh
sheets,
new
linen
If
we ever
played
a game
called
"Guess
Who's
Winning?"
Then
you open
up
the door,
I'll
be in
the room
chillin'
(message)
Verse 17
There'll never
be
a time
where
me
and you's
are twinnin'
Why?
Different
status,
my chicks
the baddest
You know the
bags
Chanel,
the
trips
to Paris
And if
your
boy's
a King,
the
bit's
a palace
Okay,
three
O2s that
I sell-
out,
man,
I'm such
a
sellout
Might fuck
around
and bring
Adele
out
Me
and
Flipz don't
talk
like
we fell
out
Ah, get
the hell
out, all
the shit
I
gotta' spell
out
Please
A,
double-
L,
O-
W
me
Every
time
I double-
plaque
they go
and double
my
P
I was
double-
spread
Mike,
now,
I cover
I.D
I wouldn't
cover
for you
dickheads if
you covered
my-
Verse 18
Ah,
I knew
they wouldn't
like
it if
I
blow
Got all
your niggas
rattled
but
you hide
it on
the low
I'm from
the city
where
they're ridin'
with
the pole
And now
my nephews
can't
believe
that
Spider-
Man's
my bro
Shout
Tom,
that's
my guy,
on-
top
'til
we die
Yeah,
I skip
through
the world,
hop-
scotch
to
Dubai
There's
a lot
to divide
but my
God
will provide
Couldn't
get
to where
I'm goin'
if
you hopped
in
my-
Verse 19
I got
TJ
tellin' me
we're done
Said,
"I
thought
I have an
hour
left?"
Ah, man,
my enemies
are out
of breath
I pray,
then I
fast,
then I counter-
press
Spent a week
in the sticks,
but tonight
I'm
at my South
address
Ah, you
know how
it gets
Holy
Spirit, that's
just how
I'm blessed
A'ight, 20 bags
for my
shower
head,
a nigga
gotta' shower
fresh
You little
boys
are out
your depth
Verse 20
Know
I got
Ashford
on
the yard
and
Yianni on
the wrap
I mean,
I'm
Yianni on
the rap
I'm
the best
at what
I do, they
think
I'm braggin'
on the
track
But,
I'm flexin'
'cah it's
true, and
if you
went and
run it back
You'd know
I'd left
you with
the truth
'Cause cars
don't
make
you this
lit
The
money don't
make
you this
good
The plaques
don't
make
you this
cold
Give
a fuck
what
my shit
sold
I buss
a rhyme
when
I'm in flip
mode,
you
pricks
know
The boy's
just
way
too
nice
so you
always
see my
music
on the
shelf
I've
been the
G.O.A.T. for
so
long
that they
never
hype
a nig
ga
up
So, I
guess
I gotta
do it
to myself,
boy
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