Louie Bag

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  • A#
  • Am
  • C
  • Cmaj7
  • D
  • D#
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  • Dm
  • Em
  • F
  • Fmaj7
  • G
  • G#
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Tom:
Dm Em G D You
Am C G Am [Verse]
Dm Em It was a stormy winter
G D I watched the city burn
Am C And ever since I can remember
G That's just the way it hurts
Dm Em And it goes on and on and on
G D Am Cmaj7 G Am Like I can never see the pinnacle of it all [Chorus]
Dm Em Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow
G D Am Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
Cmaj7 G Am 'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now
Dm Em Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason
G D Fmaj7 Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now
Cmaj7 La, da-da, da-da, da
G Am La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da [Verse 2]
Dm Em They cut my palms with paper
G D Made from her Autumn leaves
Am C I'm bleedin' out disclaimеrs
G Am Into my family tree
Dm Em Fuck the interviews to еnterprise
G D I'd rather look into my mother's eyes
Am Cmaj7 And let it be
G Am Let it be, ee, yeah [Chorus]
Dm Em Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow
G D Am Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
Cmaj7 G Am 'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now
Dm Em Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason
G D Fmaj7 Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now
Cmaj7 La, da-da, da-da, da
G Am La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da [Instrumental]
Dm Em G# D# A# Fmaj7
Cmaj7 G Am [Verse 3]
Dm Em G D When the sky like this, I drop my top (I drop my top)
D F Pull up on you just like a sock (Just like a sock)
Em F Come and ride we don't even gotta talk (We ain't gotta talk)
C Yeah, yeah, YEBBA
Dm Yeah, but I was 'posed to make it by now (Uh-oh)
Em Yeah, but life threw me in the wrong realm (Uh-oh)
G Yeah, we always got time to do better (Uh-oh)
D Yeah, but I was tryna to it right now (Uh-oh)
F And we growin' up in the town (Uh-oh)
C Where they never showed love to the brown (Uh-huh)
Am Twenty-four hours ain't enough time (Uh-huh)
G I was fightin', throwin' hands with the clock (Uh-oh)
Dm Never been sweet, no honeycomb (Oh, oh)
Em Money gone, granny gone, run along (Woah, oh)
G City burn, pin it on Pentagon (Oh, oh)
D Can't make it up no Revlon (Woah, oh)
F Shit bubble up , RevRun (Oh, oh)
C Had the episodes, this a re-run (Oh, oh)
F And they tell me, "Go pray to the reverend"
C Told God that I feel like a stepson (Oh)
Dm Buy a brand new coupe for the stress, huh
Em Thick thang on the way for the stress, huh
G Big blunt on the way to my chest lungs
Fmaj7 Nowadays the distance hit me hard (Hit me hard)
C F I admit, I'm addicted to livin' large (Livin' large)
C Dm One, three, five, seven, beat the odds (Beat the odds) [Chorus]
Dm Em Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow
G D Fmaj7 Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
Cmaj7 G Am 'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now
Dm Em Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason
G D Fmaj7 Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now
Cmaj7 La, da-da, da-da, da
G Am La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
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