Quicksand

Morray

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Start
Em 
 


Intro
CM7 Em Am7 Em CM7 Em Am7 
                


Chorus

Hmm yeah 

    Em 
Hmm yeah 


Hmm yeah yeah 


Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand 

              C 
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands 

           Em 
Falling in deep with the quicksand 

            C 
Flag out my ass no quick brand 

                     Em 
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up 

                C 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up 

                        Em 
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh 

               C 
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh 

                  Em 
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand 

              CM7 
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands 

           Em 
Falling in deep with the quicksand 

            C 
Flag out my ass no quick brand 

                     Em 
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up 

                CM7 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up 

                        Em 
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh 

               Am7 
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh 


Verse
                      Em 
Back in the day man a nigga had ripped jeans 

                      CM7 
Couldn't afford a new pair I had broke seams 

C                        Em 
Couldn't think about the money I had broke dreams 

               C 
Outfit was the match of a crack fiend 

               Em 
I was tryna be fly couldn't take off 

                    Em                     C 
Clothes falling off my ass lost weight dog  

                 Em 
No jacket in the winter had the shakes dog 

                           C 
Then I said Fuck it 'cause something gone have to shake dog 

                    Em 
Then my nigga Bobby put me on a quick lick 

                 CM7 
Wasn't a lot but enough for a quick fix 

                    Em 
Interceptions I was stealing caught me a pick six 

                     C 
In the snow pitching woe bitch it was brick dick 

                        Em 
Never killed ain't gone lie I was tempted 

                         CM7 
He was the target but he lucky that I missed it 

                     Em 
I was always fucking up was a misfit 

                   C 
My opportunity was knocking and I missed it 

             Em 
Young when I hopped off the stoop 

                            CM7 
Two doors what I floor if I hop in the coupe 

                          Em 
Too sore from a war where I couldn't lose 

                      Am 
Got scars and bruises man I got the proof 

                      Em 
Resemble young Steele 'cause I got the juice 

                        CM7 
You think you Tupac let Omar Epps loose 

                         Em 
Stepping on neck with my Timberland boots 

                           Am7 
I'm planted I'm stable I'm growing in roots 


Chorus
Am                Em 
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand 

              CM7               C 
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands 

           Em 
Falling in deep with the quicksand 

            C 
Flag out my ass no quick brand 

                     Em 
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up 

                C 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up 

                        Em 
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh 

               C 
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh 

                  Em 
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand 

              Em                CM7 
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands 

           Em 
Falling in deep with the quicksand 

            C 
Flag out my ass no quick brand 

                     Em 
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up 

                CM7 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up 

C                       Em 
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh 

               Am7 
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh 


Verse
                    Em 
I remember chillin' at one of my little bitch crib 

                       CM7                      C 
'bout to fuck 'bout to nut main course with the fixings 

               Em 
Her nigga came through he was all on some bitch shit 

                  C 
Didn't know I was raw and my hands was so gifted 

           Em 
Boy had me chop had get him a mix quick 

                      Em                       C 
Couple knots made him drop like he drunk or he lifted 

                     Em 
Fought another nigga after I thought was some kinship 

                        C 
Throwing up both of our sets which ended the friendship 

                     Em 
Gave respect neck to neck my nigga didn't back down 

                 CM7 
Had 'em standing up then he ended up back down 

                Em 
His hands in my life now they ended up flat now 

            C 
Flat like a wing let's see if he flap now 

                  Em 
Had enough it was tuff only lasted about one round 

          CM7 
Kd on the bench equipped with the tre pround 

                    Em 
Made 'em run it was funny he was scared of the gun sound 


Made 'em shit he a bitch 

C 
By the car he was ducked down 

               Em 
I ain't got no time for the fakes 

                           CM7 
The phonies jabrownies the opps or the jakes 

                       Em 
My homies the only who come past the gate 

                               Am7 
I'm whacking the weeds cutting heads off of snakes 

    Am                      Em 
I'm hungry I'm eating right off of ya plate 

                         CM7 
I want it I'm on it it's mine for the take 

                          Em 
I'm stagnant a magnet I'm staying in place 

                          Am7        Am 
The reason I'm popping is all of the hate 


Chorus
                  Em 
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand 

              C 
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands 

           Em 
Falling in deep with the quicksand 

         C 
Flag out my ass no quick brand 

                     Em 
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up 

                C 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up 

                        Em 
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh 

               C 
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh 

                  Em 
Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand 

              CM7               C 
Thinking of a plan to get quick bands 

           Em 
Falling in deep with the quicksand 

         C                     G 
Flag out my ass no quick brand  

                     Em 
I was packing on the pounds got my weight up 

            Em 
Had beef in the streets had to stay up 

CM7                     Em 
Betty Crocker showed me how to bake a cake bruh 

               Am7 
Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh 


Outro
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