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Why Bother chords by brandUn DeShay

  • Am

  • Dm

  • Gm

    3
  • G

  • Em

  • Bb

  • C

  • E

  • Dsus4

  • D

Verse 1
Am
It's a lot of we could be stressin' on,
Dm
Am
but 7 -7 -7, why bother,
you feel me?
Enjoy, uh,
Gm
Am
I was gon' go off, but why bother?
Gm
G
I was gon' go in,
Em
Bb
but why bother?
Am
I'ma still be the man anyways,
anyways, anyways
Dm
Am
C
I'm writin' words to beats,
Am
I'm tryna make more
I'ma make it happen,
she ask me if I'm sure, then it hit me
These bitches really don't
believe in me,
leave in me
Then they tryna leave with me
Gm
when the cheese really large
Rap is sparing me when hearing me,
Am
I be laid back
Bb
Like physiotherapy, barely trying,
I am Jordan 13
Am
I ain't got it down to a science
E
See the math,
Am
they multiplying on my dick, yup
Mr. Hankey, how I be this shit, yup
Niggas hatin',
don't wanna see me get up,
C
Am
whip up that beat
Now it's a carcass,
my garments is magic carpet fly
Gm
Am
Cake, cake, I think about it all the time
Consider me a mano,
C
consider me a mambo
Bb
Bomb flow, Pearl Harbor,
Am
these rappers aren't Maury
Em
And I'm the father, I'm Charles Barkin
Am
Dm
Dsus4
Y 'all love me,
Dm
Am
Andy, Joe, and he
Got them fire reds,
that's Austin in my arsenal
C
Am
Kick game like arsenal,
Gm
Bb
young Steven Harper flow, I run shit, dumb nice, dumb sick, thumb flick, exhale,
Am
Bb
ghost face, fist stare, arm flex ass, some fly shit, boy that is ass,
Am
With that grizzaz visage
Em
like prison knife hands
Dm
Am
I was gone go off but why bother?
I was gone go hand but why bother?
C
D
Am
I was gone go in but why bother?
I'ma still be the man anyway,
Gm
Am
anyway
Anyway, anyway
Bb
Anyway, anyway
Am
Em
Anyway, anyway
Am
Dm
Anyways, I was on my way
Am
back to the crib
Thinking bout problems of the world,
like God, can I live?
I only ask for simple things
Dm
Am
Say goodbye to my kids
when I leave this world
And leave them with a car
and a crib
Gm
Remember growing up,
I swear, man, my father's a trip
Am
Thinking bout vacaying to Cabo,
the father's the trips
Bb
A couple shows in Chicago,
supply me with chips
Am
A couple games, hit the plane,
Em
Am
then I fly
Like Bang Tune,
a nigga going straight to the moon
I just watch the haters consume
and take them straight to they doom
I take my time before it's late,
Dm
I wait till it's noon
Am
No early bird, fuck the worm,
I'd rather skate to this tune
Gm
And bust heel flips over steel steps,
Bb
mixtapes and grip tapes
Am
Been a part of my life
C
since I gave my heart up to Christ
Bb
I've been praying hard every night,
Am
I'm ghetto like my famer
So I'm speaking poor grammar
Em
Am
while my speaker's gone hammer
Dm
I'm makin' moves and they be like,
Am
goin' right past ya
Nowadays they say I'm
hard to catch like a Abra
C
And take me back to them better days
Am
Just a kid wildin' out,
used to mess with shit
Just to mess with shit, ha
Gm
And now I'm so far ahead of my time
Am
I started hustlin' moon
rocks as a grind
Balloons pop when it's time
Bb
They're celebratin',
gotta end when it's over
Am
But I'll be standin' with
Em
a four -leaf clover
Am
Dm
Am
Lucky me I was gone go off, but why bother?
I was gone go ham, but why bother?
C
D
Am
I was gone go in, but why bother?
I'mma still be the man anyway,
Gm
Am
anyway
Bb
Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway,
Am
Em
Am
Em
Dm
anyway
Am
C
Am
Gm
Am
Bb
Am
Thanks
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