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No Promises chords by A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

  • Em

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  • C

  • D

Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I can't make no fucking promises
Lifestyle gettin' out of control,
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lifestyle gettin' ludicrous
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I made a million less than a year
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and I blew that on stupid shit
Typed it in like how to make a milli,
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I used to Google it
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Savannah just wanted to see me perform
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and got hit over stu pid shit
I woke up and saw this shit
right on my phone,
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they don't know who the shooter is
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You never know, never feel untouchable
A touch of soul made you
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feel so comfortable
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If I let you go,
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I would feel so skeptical
Unacceptable,
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but I still gotta let you know
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Yeah, that I can't make no
fuckin' promises
I can't make no fuckin' promises
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I can't make no fuckin' promises,
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yeah
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Lifestyle on the road, sheesh
Used to always want a Rollie,
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now I want a new two -tone gold petite
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Yeah, we couldn't go to Philips
I had to be on that corner
until it was morning
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So me and my niggas could eat
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I be the one with the sauce
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I never thought it was sweet
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I got my foot in the door
They never gave me the key
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I had to turn to a key
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Even when I was a boy
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I was the man in the streets
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I was the man with the heat,
I was the beast, sheesh
He had her heart,
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but she tried to give it to me
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Damn, but she can't keep
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no fuckin' promises
Shit, I'm comin' with a lot of money
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Money comes with a lot of shit
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Tomo, bring the studio to
everywhere we go
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And that's a lot of hit s
Slow -mo in my videos when the lights out
All my diamonds hit
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Somethin' bout blue faces,
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I like money conversations
Whole lotta twenties, that's basic
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Nigga, fuck it, I'm shameless
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Can't fuck with a snitch, nigga
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If you get caught, don't say shit
Have you ever met another nigga like me?
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I bet you won't say shit
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I went from rag to riches,
I bagged the bitches
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that gave me the straight face
I hit the baddest bitches, it's sad,
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but I had the curve in the same day
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I treated them bad,
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I wouldn't be mad if I wasn't
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get treated the same way
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So treat me the same way,
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same way, same way,
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I was a savage to you
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I had to get fuckin' put
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on my hoes to the side
I swear if I ever left you in the cold,
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it's cause it was colder inside
Took and I swear if you ever
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try to leave me alone,
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I hope you don't turn to a thot
Most of the niggas that call me
only hit my phone
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because I get money a lot
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I be the one you don't,
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you say you gon' take it
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but nigga we know that's a lie
Even before we was on,
the money was long,
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yeah we used to fuck up the spot
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Bitches was singing my songs,
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I knew I was on,
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right when I bust down the watch
Niggas was hatin' before
and they hate on me now,
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but don't know what to say to me now
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I was gonna do it to her,
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but I don't really wanna use her
Keep giving excuses,
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when you really gonna link up?
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Even if I sound stupid,
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I'ma say what's real to her
Even if you're not truthful,
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fuck it, I'ma still be good to you
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Yeah, at least I was good to you
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At least I was good to you
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Yeah, at least I was good to you
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At least I was good to you

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