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My Brothers Keeper chords by Rashaun Will, Tha Vill

  • Am

  • F#m

    2
  • C#m

    4
  • A

  • Dm

  • Em

  • Esus4

  • C#sus4

    4
  • C#

    4
Verse 1
Am
F#m
See, you can't
teach this s*** I got.
Am
This is God given.
F#m
That's why I talk like this.
Am
It's the God in me.
F#m
It's a gift I was given,
Am
now I'm giving to you.
F#m
Some of you can relate,
Am
F#m
some can't.
Am
The light's shining on me,
you can see the glow
F#m
My voice is precious,
you can hear the flow, it's gold
Am
The devil couldn't beat me,
so he picked another soul
F#m
I'm my brother's keeper,
till the cash get dropped below
Am
Out the concrete,
somewhere rose grow
F#m
Thank you for the pain,
it made me a better soul
Am
Thank him for the trials and tribulations,
F#m
understand God get the glory,
I'm the plot in this plan
Am
No scripture, soul food,
and soul food
F#m
My spiritual being,
you see nobody close to
C#m
Not about what you got,
it's what you do with it
F#m
You don't share the gift,
you out here doing the devil's mission
Am
Pay attention, it's not music,
A
F#m
listen, let the words glisten
I guarantee you that the plot thickens,
C#m
stop snitching
And love your people better,
F#m
ladies, your body a temple
Treat it like it's treasure,
Dm
the top where we measure
Em
I'm fly with no feathers,
Am
they acting like they got
an extra rib
Cause they jealous,
Dm
I'm out here getting relish
Em
Whether you chop dimes
Am
or you breaking down lettuce
Man stay on your grind,
Dm
I'm nice in my prime
A well to machine,
Am
I'm the capital of my team
Turning scary from a dream,
Em
Esus4
they loving my regime
Em
I'm so fresh and so clean,
Am
don't call me by my name
Refer to me as King
Southside
Chicago kid, you hear it in the lingo
F#m
We doing numbers with these chips
like we playing bingo
Am
But these ain't no games,
we stay changing lanes
F#m
K -Boxers in, surgical with a pen
Am
Shooters on the roof,
with the perfect game
F#m
You heard my dawg,
Am
we some f***in' kings
Y gettin' rich, while we buildin' wealth
F#m
No record deal, don't need they shelf
Am
Self -made entrepreneurs do it by self
F#m
Y 'all focus on me s***,
C#sus4
focus on my health
Longevity, that's heavenly
F#m
A lot of y 'all
won't make it to Z -70
Am
Too focused on your likes
F#m
on your Instagram
Payin' for them numbers,
gettin' phantom fans
C#sus4
C#
I keep it true,
cause lies only lead to lies
F#m
You never know when all
those lies
could lead to your demise
Dm
So I walk in faith,
Em
passin' all the yellow tape
Am
I lost so many people,
hopin' God keep me safe
Dm
From the slums to the hills
Em
like I'm wearin' capes
Am
Dm
My brother took his life back in 08
But I'm his keeper,
I know he's milin' down
Am
Told my momma, don't cry,
I'ma make her proud
Em
Esus4
Em
We came from nothing,
took what we had
Am
Made no excuses,
Outro 1
now we live and laugh
Am
F#m
Am
F#m
Am
F#m
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