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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Album: 2014 Forest Hills Drive Track: 11 The chords Bbmaj7 and Am7 run through the whole song (Not true! - jinakib) [Intro] Bbmaj7 Am7 Oh right,<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>Album: 2014 Forest Hills Drive
Track: 11


The chords Bbmaj7 and Am7 run through the whole song (Not true! - jinakib)


[Intro]

Bbmaj7      Am7
Oh right, oh
Am7
Oh why na-da-da-da


[Hook]

Bbmaj7
I keep my head high
Bbmaj7
I got my wings to carry me
Am7
I don't know freedom
Am7
I want my dreams to rescue me
Bbmaj7
I keep my faith strong
Bbmaj7
I ask the Lord to follow me
Am7
I've been unfaithful
A7
I don't know why you call on me


[Verse 1]

Bbmaj7
This is my canvas
Bbmaj7
I'ma paint it how I want it baby,oh I 
Am7
This is my canvas
Am7
I'ma paint it, paint it, paint it, 
how I want it nigga
Am7                    Bbmaj7
F*ck you cause there, there is no right or wrong, only a song
Bbmaj7
I like to ride/write alone, be in my zone
Am7
Think back to Forest Hills, no perfect home
Am7
But the only thing like home I've ever known
Bbmaj7
Until they snatched it from my mam and foreclosed her on the loan
Bbmaj7
I'm so sorry that I left you there to deal with that alone
Am7
I was up in New York City chasing panties, getting dome
Am7
Had no clue what you was going through,how could you be so strong?
Bbmaj7
And how could I be so selfish, I know I can be so selfish
Bbmaj7 
I could tell by how I treat you with my girl, damn she so selfless
Am7 
But she put up with my ways because she loves me like you do
Am7 
And though it don't always show I love her just like I love you
Bbmaj7
And I need to treat you better
Bbmaj7
Wish you could live forever
Am7 
So we could spend more time together (I love you mama)


[Hook]

Bbmaj7
I keep my head high
Bbmaj7
I got my wings to carry me
Am7
I don't know freedom
Am7
I want my dreams to rescue me
Bbmaj7
I keep my faith strong
Bbmaj7
I ask the Lord to follow me
Am7
I've been unfaithful
A7
I don't know why you call on me


[Bridge]

Bbmaj7       Am7
Apparently, you believe in me, you believe in me
Bbmaj7       Am7
Apparently, you believe in me and I thank you for it


[Verse 2]

Bbmaj7
Another day, another rhyme, ho
Bbmaj7
Another day, another time zone
Bbmaj7
Today, I woke up feeling horny so it's only right I got two bitches playing on my trombone
Am7
Keep up, never sure where the words would take me
Am7
Niggas eat em up, and regurgitate me
Am7
Shit trump tight never slurred it lazy
Am7
Give a virgin the urge to rape me, nigga please
Bbmaj7
Best friends really make great for enemies
Bbmaj7
My watch came, niggas can't wait for one of these
Bbmaj7
I see you nigga, this ain't no Rolex, it's a AP nigga
Bbmaj7
I'm hot, dog, catch up to me nigga
Am7
Uh, couldn't resist
Am7
Aim for the stars and I shouldn't have missed
Am7
But I was riding on fumes so I stopped by the moon
Am7
Now I'm sitting on the hood of thi bitch like thanks for the view
Bbmaj7
Waiting on thanks from a few cause without me you wouldn't exist
Bbmaj7
You know that shit gave you the blueprint don't forget
Bbmaj7
Cold as your phone on zero percent
Am7
Going off, now niggas showing off
Am7
Niggas swear they hard but they flowing soft
Am7
I'm taking off like boing on a big ass Boeing
Am7
Getting head like a coin toss, too easy


[Hook]


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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Created By: Dare2bsquare Title: Work Out Artist: J-Cole Capo 5 [Intro] Am I want to see you work out for me, work out for me [Hook]<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>Created By: Dare2bsquare

Title: Work Out
Artist: J-Cole

Capo 5


[Intro]

Am
I want to see you work out for me, work out for me


[Hook]

                Am   
Hey, we got a good thing
                                G
Don't know if I'ma see you again
               Dm
But is that a good thing?
                              F    Em
Cause girl I can't be your man, (no ma'am)
                  Am
I know whats on your brain
                                      G
You're probably hoping never would end
                 Dm
Like is it the real thing
                               F Em
Or is it just a one night stand


[Bridge]

                 Am
Let me see you get high and go low
                   G    
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
                   Dm
I'm here for one night, how far would you go?
                  F              Em
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me


Am
High and go low
                   G
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
                   Dm
I'm here for one night, how far would you go?
                 F              Em
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me


[Verse 1]

Am
She like them bar with the big old chains
G
Ride around town in the big old Range
Dm
I knew her when I riding big old chains
F                          Em
Now the little nigga doing big old things
Am
Would you look at that, I came back for her
G
Just to give it to her, like you asked for it
Dm
Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her
F                Em
It rebounds so I caught it off the backboard
Am
I told her, baby girl come here
              G
Know I run the town even when I aint from there
           Dm                                             F
And I brag hardly but just to show up at this party I made
                         Em
What your nigga make in one year, thats unfair but
Am
So is life, take a chance roll a dice
G
Money can't buy you love cause it's over priced
Dm                                  F
Don't overthink just hope it's right
         Em
I'm only here for the night
              Am
Hey, we got a good thing
                             G
Don't know if I'mma see you again, see you again
                     Dm
But is that a good thing?
                           F       Em
Cause girl I can't be your man, no ma'am
                    Am
I know whats on your brain
                                     G
You're probably hope it never would end
                        Dm
Like is it the real thing
                            F    Em  
Or is it just a one night stand (Well then)


[Hook]

                   Am
Let me see you get high and go low
                     G
Now girl would you drop that thing down to the floor
                    Dm
I'm here for one night, how far would you go?
                  F               Em
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me




[Bridge]

Am
High and go low
                   G
Now girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor
                   Dm
I'm here for one night, how far would you go?
                 F              Em
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me


[Verse 2]

Am
Carolina blue kicks, fresh on the scene
G                                               Dm
Hottest nigga on the block, damn girl you mean
                                            F
They be starting shit, but it's your world
                 Em
On my Martin shit, you go girl
Am                                            G
She bad and you know it, some niggas save Hoes
                  
I'm not that heroic
                   Dm
Could you be my escort

Cause just like them two door Fords
F                              Em
Damn, they don't make 'em like you no more
Am
Cole World, real Cole World
G
Them boys cool, me I'm on fire
Dm                                                     F
Know whats on my mind, tryna see whats on yours tonight
      Em         Am
tonight, tonight
                                    G
Move slow, cause you wanna live fast
                                  Dm
Up late so you probably skip class
                                         F            
Life is a test so before the night pass get right
Em
get right


[Hook]

              Am
Hey, we got a good thing
                             G
Don't know if I'mma see you again, see you again
                     Dm
But is that a good thing?
                           F       Em
Cause girl I can't be your man, no ma'am
                    Am
I know whats on your brain
                                     G
You're probably hope it never would end
                        Dm
Like is it the real thing
                            F    Em  
Or is it just a one night stand (Well then)


[Outro]
(Cole World)

Am                                           G
Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever
           Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                           F
Or is it just a hit and run
Em
Work out for me, work out for me

(Well, hey)

Am                                           G
Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever
           Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                           F
Or is it just a hit and run
Em
Work out for me, work out for me

(Work out for me, work out for me)


Am                                           G
Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever
           Dm
Oh, oh, oh
                           F
Or is it just a hit and run

Well, Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when were together

Oh, oh, oh

Come here girl lets get it on

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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] Dm7 Am7 G Realest shit I wrote (Doin' life) Dm7 Am7 G Realest shit I wrote (We doin' life, nigga) Dm7 Am7 G Realest shit<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
Dm7            Am7          G
Realest shit I wrote (Doin' life)
Dm7            Am7             G
Realest shit I wrote (We doin' life, nigga)
Dm7            Am7   G
Realest shit I wrote
Dm7         Am7            G
This be the realest shit I wrote
Dm7            Am7   G
Realest shit I wrote
Dm7            Am7   G
Realest shit I wrote
Dm7                   Am7          G
Be the realest shit I wrote (Doin' life), yeah


[Verse 1]
                        Dm7
For all my niggas doin' life with they day one
                          Am7           G
Who held it down when the credit wasn't A1
                          Dm7
You thankin' God, you was lookin' for a great one
                       Am7          G
He took a rib out your chest and He madе one
                        Dm7
To be a man and hold it down, take a bravе one
                    Am7           G
When the hoes come around and you crave somethin'
                         Dm7
My flow switch, slow the pace, this the Ma$e one
                         Am7               G
I'm not a player but I'm crushin' like the late Pun
N.C.
Let's take one, go


[Verse 2]
    Dm7
The definition of rider
              Am7                   G
The one by my side when I had not a dollar to my name
         Dm7
Before a crowd would holler for Jermaine
    Am7    G
You saw potential
                         Dm7
Waitin' on you to hit my line was suspenseful
                 Am7            G
Back when we was kids, this was simple
                           Dm7
Boy likes girl, girl got a man
                                    Am7
Boy stays in lane, maybe provides a friend
               G
Knowin' by the end, buddy gon' fumble
Dm7
Was far from the toughest around, but he gon' rumble
     Am7             G
When necessary, when niggas started talkin' reckless, did he
Dm7
Not step to them niggas with chest poked out?
Am7             G
Over you, that 'Ville come out, no doubt
Dm7
We fell in love, but my dreams you ain't know 'bout
Am7                  G
You knew I rap, but, you ain't know 'bout both of my goals
Dm7
Wanna take over the globe through a mic
N.C.
And one day, me and you be doin' life


[Chorus]
Am7          Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up?
             Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up? (We doin' life)


[Verse 3]
Dm7
Uh, the puppy love had grown and now, it's full blown
Am7                G
Since childhood, I vowed to have a good home
Dm7
White picket fence with wife cookin'
       Am7               G
Yellow rice for a couple kids that's nice lookin'
Dm7
And I promise to treat her right
                             Am7        G
Unlike what I had seen in my life as examples, marriages in shambles
                 Dm7
And I can tell I found a real one
       Am7             G
Smart, loyal, and real pretty, we can build somethin'
Dm7
But first, I got work to do
                         Am7                      G
So, when I'm spendin' my nights locked in on that mic, please, don't take it personal
Dm7
My skills is growin', the flows more versatile
          Am7                G
My name's ringin' and on the evenin', I heard the news
Dm7
I'm gettin' a deal, the first one I called was you
     Am7            G
Even though we been off-and-on a few years
    Dm7
And through tears on rainy nights that you would wipe
N.C.
I always knew that we'd be doin' life


[Chorus]
Am7          Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up?
             Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up? (We doin' life)


[Verse 4]
    Dm7
The temptation of other lovers is a hard one
       Am7              G
To overcome when you're young and your star's done
Dm7
Align, now, women that wouldn't give you time is callin' you fine
Am7             G
Lust creeps all through your mind
    Dm7
I'm tryin' my hardest to remember why I'm an artist
          Am7             G
Is it for bitches and the riches?
        Dm7
You all suspicious and you should be, I'm doin' dirt
         Am7              G
But it's not as much as I could be, that make me feel better
    Dm7
I'm driftin' away slowly, that make you feel bitter
    Am7         G
The devil on my shoulder tellin' me, "Quit her"
Dm7
Angel on the opposite side sayin, "Stick with her"
Am7                      G
God tellin' me pick whichever is in my heart
Dm7
Looked inside myself to a place beyond thought
    Am7                     G
And found out who I want to be, slowly, but surely
   Dm7
He cut off his hoes, if you gon' do it, do it right
N.C.
Put ring on your finger, now me and you is doin' life


[Chorus]
Am7          Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up?
             Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up? (We doin' life)


[Outro]
  Dm7                                       Am7         G
I done wrote a lot of songs, but this— this gotta be my realest one
  Dm7                                                     Am7           G
Shoutout to anybody that really know what it's like to do life with somebody
            Dm7                                          Am7       G    Dm7
Through the ups, the downs, the goods, the bads, through thick and thin
     Am7                        G            Dm7
In a time where they make it so easy to just give up
            Am7
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		<title>Ocean Way</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] Abmaj7 Gm7 Fm7 Bb13 [Verse] Abmaj7 On a grassy knoll with a rifle in hand Gm7 Cupid cleans his little scope and calmly aims at<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
Abmaj7  Gm7  Fm7  Bb13

[Verse]
          Abmaj7
On a grassy knoll with a rifle in hand
        Gm7
Cupid cleans his little scope and calmly aims at a man
        Fm7
He had no plans of fallin', dreams of ballin'
Bb13
Glorified call-girls callin'
           Abmaj7
Numb to strength, loves endorphins
       Gm7
Lust engulfin', yeah, I'm lost in here
             Fm7
But I'll find my way, I swear
              Bb13
Through all the fog, I stare
                Abmaj7
Dropped off this cross I bear
               Gm7
And chopped off my head
                             Fm7
And tossed it back there somewhere
                Bb13
Now I'm headed home, my dear
                Abmaj7
And I brought a poem to share
                Gm7
And here's what it said
Fm7
Love is a candle wick in rain
Bb13
After the storm, we're still aflame
      Abmaj7                Gm7
Oh, I love, love has been called a losin' game
            Fm7                   Bb13
But the more that I love, the more I gain

[Outro]
        Abmaj7  Gm7
Oh, woah (Oh)
Fm7  Bb13</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/j-en/ocean-way-j-cole-3.html">Ocean Way</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] Dm7 Am7 G Realest shit I wrote (Doin' life) Dm7 Am7 G Realest shit I wrote (We doin' life, nigga) Dm7 Am7 G Realest shit<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
Dm7            Am7          G
Realest shit I wrote (Doin' life)
Dm7            Am7             G
Realest shit I wrote (We doin' life, nigga)
Dm7            Am7   G
Realest shit I wrote
Dm7         Am7            G
This be the realest shit I wrote
Dm7            Am7   G
Realest shit I wrote
Dm7            Am7   G
Realest shit I wrote
Dm7                   Am7          G
Be the realest shit I wrote (Doin' life), yeah


[Verse 1]
                        Dm7
For all my niggas doin' life with they day one
                          Am7           G
Who held it down when the credit wasn't A1
                          Dm7
You thankin' God, you was lookin' for a great one
                       Am7          G
He took a rib out your chest and He madе one
                        Dm7
To be a man and hold it down, take a bravе one
                    Am7           G
When the hoes come around and you crave somethin'
                         Dm7
My flow switch, slow the pace, this the Ma$e one
                         Am7               G
I'm not a player but I'm crushin' like the late Pun
N.C.
Let's take one, go


[Verse 2]
    Dm7
The definition of rider
              Am7                   G
The one by my side when I had not a dollar to my name
         Dm7
Before a crowd would holler for Jermaine
    Am7    G
You saw potential
                         Dm7
Waitin' on you to hit my line was suspenseful
                 Am7            G
Back when we was kids, this was simple
                           Dm7
Boy likes girl, girl got a man
                                    Am7
Boy stays in lane, maybe provides a friend
               G
Knowin' by the end, buddy gon' fumble
Dm7
Was far from the toughest around, but he gon' rumble
     Am7             G
When necessary, when niggas started talkin' reckless, did he
Dm7
Not step to them niggas with chest poked out?
Am7             G
Over you, that 'Ville come out, no doubt
Dm7
We fell in love, but my dreams you ain't know 'bout
Am7                  G
You knew I rap, but, you ain't know 'bout both of my goals
Dm7
Wanna take over the globe through a mic
N.C.
And one day, me and you be doin' life


[Chorus]
Am7          Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up?
             Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up? (We doin' life)


[Verse 3]
Dm7
Uh, the puppy love had grown and now, it's full blown
Am7                G
Since childhood, I vowed to have a good home
Dm7
White picket fence with wife cookin'
       Am7               G
Yellow rice for a couple kids that's nice lookin'
Dm7
And I promise to treat her right
                             Am7        G
Unlike what I had seen in my life as examples, marriages in shambles
                 Dm7
And I can tell I found a real one
       Am7             G
Smart, loyal, and real pretty, we can build somethin'
Dm7
But first, I got work to do
                         Am7                      G
So, when I'm spendin' my nights locked in on that mic, please, don't take it personal
Dm7
My skills is growin', the flows more versatile
          Am7                G
My name's ringin' and on the evenin', I heard the news
Dm7
I'm gettin' a deal, the first one I called was you
     Am7            G
Even though we been off-and-on a few years
    Dm7
And through tears on rainy nights that you would wipe
N.C.
I always knew that we'd be doin' life


[Chorus]
Am7          Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up?
             Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up? (We doin' life)


[Verse 4]
    Dm7
The temptation of other lovers is a hard one
       Am7              G
To overcome when you're young and your star's done
Dm7
Align, now, women that wouldn't give you time is callin' you fine
Am7             G
Lust creeps all through your mind
    Dm7
I'm tryin' my hardest to remember why I'm an artist
          Am7             G
Is it for bitches and the riches?
        Dm7
You all suspicious and you should be, I'm doin' dirt
         Am7              G
But it's not as much as I could be, that make me feel better
    Dm7
I'm driftin' away slowly, that make you feel bitter
    Am7         G
The devil on my shoulder tellin' me, "Quit her"
Dm7
Angel on the opposite side sayin, "Stick with her"
Am7                      G
God tellin' me pick whichever is in my heart
Dm7
Looked inside myself to a place beyond thought
    Am7                     G
And found out who I want to be, slowly, but surely
   Dm7
He cut off his hoes, if you gon' do it, do it right
N.C.
Put ring on your finger, now me and you is doin' life


[Chorus]
Am7          Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up?
             Dm7
All types of games are being played, how's it goin' down? (Yeah)
                  Am7        G
It's on 'til it's gone and I gots to know now (Yeah)
                  Dm7
Is you with me or what? A nigga really think he in love (Uh-huh)
           Am7                         G
I put this ring on you forever, what's up? (We doin' life)


[Outro]
  Dm7                                       Am7         G
I done wrote a lot of songs, but this— this gotta be my realest one
  Dm7                                                     Am7           G
Shoutout to anybody that really know what it's like to do life with somebody
            Dm7                                          Am7       G    Dm7
Through the ups, the downs, the goods, the bads, through thick and thin
     Am7                        G            Dm7
In a time where they make it so easy to just give up
            Am7
Know what I mean?</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/life-sentence-j-cole-2.html">Life Sentence</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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		<title>Ocean Way</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2026 08:34:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] Abmaj7 Gm7 Fm7 Bb13 [Verse] Abmaj7 On a grassy knoll with a rifle in hand Gm7 Cupid cleans his little scope and calmly aims at<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
Abmaj7  Gm7  Fm7  Bb13

[Verse]
          Abmaj7
On a grassy knoll with a rifle in hand
        Gm7
Cupid cleans his little scope and calmly aims at a man
        Fm7
He had no plans of fallin', dreams of ballin'
Bb13
Glorified call-girls callin'
           Abmaj7
Numb to strength, loves endorphins
       Gm7
Lust engulfin', yeah, I'm lost in here
             Fm7
But I'll find my way, I swear
              Bb13
Through all the fog, I stare
                Abmaj7
Dropped off this cross I bear
               Gm7
And chopped off my head
                             Fm7
And tossed it back there somewhere
                Bb13
Now I'm headed home, my dear
                Abmaj7
And I brought a poem to share
                Gm7
And here's what it said
Fm7
Love is a candle wick in rain
Bb13
After the storm, we're still aflame
      Abmaj7                Gm7
Oh, I love, love has been called a losin' game
            Fm7                   Bb13
But the more that I love, the more I gain

[Outro]
        Abmaj7  Gm7
Oh, woah (Oh)
Fm7  Bb13</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/ocean-way-j-cole-2.html">Ocean Way</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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		<title>Middle Child</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2026 00:46:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] Cm Ab Cm [Refrain] Cm N****s been countin' me out I’m countin' my bullets, I'm loadin’ my clips Ab I'm writin' down names, I'm makin'<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
Cm    Ab    Cm


[Refrain]
Cm
N****s been countin' me out

I’m countin' my bullets, I'm loadin’ my clips
                                      Ab
I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
                  G                       Cm
I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin’ ’em hit

The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit

The game is off balance, I’m back on my shit
                              Ab
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty

But that's how I like it, you all on my dick


[Verse 1]
               Cm
I'm all in my bag, this hard as it get

I do not snort powder, I might take a sip
       G                              Ab
I might hit the blunt, but I'm liable to trip
                    Bb
I ain’t poppin' no pill, but you do as you wish
                    Cm
I roll with some fiends, I love 'em to death

I got a few mil' but not all of them rich
                   Ab
What good is the bread if my n****s is broke?

What good is first class if my n****s can't sit?

 Bb              Cm
That's my next mission, that's why I can't quit

Just like LeBron, get my n****s more chips
              Ab
Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist
                      Bb
This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift
               Cm
Back when the rap game was prayin' I'd diss

They act like two legends cannot coexist
              Ab
But I'd never beef with a n**** for nothin'
                                    G
If I smoke a rapper, it's gon' be legit
                 Cm
It won't be for clout, it won't be for fame
                                               Ab
It won't be 'cause my shit ain't sellin' the same
                Ab
It won't be to sell you my latest lil' sneakers
                     Bb
It won't be 'cause some n**** slid in my lane
             Cm
Everything grows, it's destined to change

I love you lil' n****s, I'm glad that you came
                  Ab
I hope that you scrape every dollar you can
                 Bb
I hope you know money won't erase the pain

       Cm
To the OGs, I'm thankin' you now

Was watchin' you when you was pavin' the ground
                            Ab
I copied your cadence, I mirrored your style

I studied the greats, I'm the greatest right now
            Cm
Fuck if you feel me, you ain't got a choice

Now I ain't do no promo, still made all that noise
                               Ab
This year gon' be different, I set my intentions
             Ab                          Bb
I promise to slap all that hate out your voice


[Refrain]
Cm
N****s been countin' me out

I'm countin' my bullets, I'm loadin' my clips
                             Ab
I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list

I'm checkin' it twice and I'm gettin' 'em hit
                   Cm
The real ones been dyin', the fake ones is lit

The game is off balance, I'm back on my shit
     C          Ab
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
                                         Cm
But that's how I like it, you all on my dick

Cm    Cm


[Chorus]
                        Gm    Ab
I just poured somethin' in my cup
           Bb                      Cm
I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
   Cm            Ab
Promise I am never lettin' up
      Bb                          Cm
Money in your palm don't make you real
                             G    Ab
Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck
      Bb                          Cm
I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel
                       Gm                  Ab
If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck
                                   Gm
Pistol in your hand don't make you real


[Verse 2]
  Cm
I'm dead in the middle of two generations

I'm little bro and big bro all at once
              Ab
Just left the lab with young 21 Savage
             Bb
I'm 'bout to go and meet Jigga for lunch
            Gm
Had a long talk with the young n**** Kodak
            Cm
Reminded me of young n****s from 'Ville
                   Ab
Straight out the projects, no fakin', just honest
             Bb
I wish that he had more guidance, for real
          Cm
Too many n****s in cycle of jail

Spending they birthdays inside of a cell
             Ab
We coming from a long bloodline of trauma
                                       Bb
We raised by our mamas, Lord, we gotta heal
                Cm
We hurting our sisters, the babies as well

We killing our brothers, they poisoned the well
                Ab
Distorted self-image, we set up to fail
                                            G
I'ma make sure that the real gon' prevail, n****

Cm


[Chorus]
                               Ab
I just poured somethin' in my cup
                                  Cm
I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
                           Ab
Promise I am never lettin' up

Money in your palm don't make you real
  Gm                       Ab
Promise I am never lettin' up
      Bb                          Cm
Money in your palm don't make you real
                             G    Ab
Foot is on they neck, I got 'em stuck
      Gm                          Cm
I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel
                       Gm                  Ab
If it ain't 'bout the squad, don't give a fuck
                Bb                   Gm
Pistol in your hand don't make you real


[Outro]
                                   Ab
Money in your palm don't make you real
        Bb                          Cm
Pistol in your hand don't make you real

Money in your palm don't make you real</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/j-en/j-cole/middle-child-j-cole.html">Middle Child</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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		<title>Ville Mentality</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2026 00:45:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] Gm9 Dm9 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9 [Chorus] Gm9 Dm9 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9 How long can I survive with this mentality? Gm9 Dm9 Fm7 Cm7<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
Gm9  Dm9  Fm7  Cm7  Gm  C9

[Chorus]
Gm9                                      Dm9 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9
How long can I survive with this mentality?
Gm9                                      Dm9 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9
How long can I survive with this mentality?

[Verse 1]
Gm7
Trials and tribulations
               Dm7
I'm facing in this age of information, I hate this shit
        Fm7
'Cause niggas hit my phone when they want some shit
Cm7
Bitches hit my phone when they want some dick
Gm7
Damn it, won't be long 'fore I disappear
Dm7
Damn it, won't be long 'fore I disappear
Fm7
Damn it, won't be long 'fore I disappear
Cm7
Damn it, won't be long 'fore I disappear
Gm7                                   Dm7
You call it runnin', I call it escapin'
                                    Fm7
Start a new life in a foreign location
                                 Cm7
Similar to my niggas duckin' cases
                                         Gm9
Can't take the possible time that it faces

[Chorus]
                                         Dm9 Fm7 Cm9 Gm C9
How long can I survive with this mentality?
Gm9                                      Dm9 Fm7 Cm9 Gm C9
How long can I survive with this mentality?

[Interlude]
Gm7          Dm7                 Fm7                    Cm7
My dad, he died, he got shot, 'cause his friend set him up
                                 Gm7                      Dm7
And I didn't go to his funeral, and sometimes when I'm in my room
            Fm7
I get mad at my momma when she mean to me, and she say
        Cm7
And she say, clean up I say

[Bridge]
Gm9
Nigga play me, never, give up my chain, never
Dm9
Give up my pride, never, show my pain, never
Fm7                  Cm7                    Gm
Dirt on my name, never, dirt on my name, never
                        C9
Dirt on my name, never, dirt on my name, never
Gm9
Nigga play me, never, give up my chain, never
Dm9
Give up my pride, never, show 'em my pain, never
Fm7                  Cm7                    Gm
Dirt on my name, never, dirt on my name, never
                        C9
Dirt on my name, never, dirt on my name, never

[Chorus]
Gm9                                      Dm9 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9
How long can I survive with this mentality?
Gm9                                      Dm9 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9
How long can I survive with this mentality?

[Solo]
Gm7 Dm7 Fm7 Cm7 Gm C9

[Outro]
N.C.
I get mad and I slam my door and go in my room,

And then, I get mad and I say, "I wish my dad was here"</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/j-en/j-cole/ville-mentality-j-cole.html">Ville Mentality</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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		<title>Light Please</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2026 00:45:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Verse 1] Dm C Bb C I had this little bad thing somethin' like them 10's Dm C Bb C She gave a nigga mad brain<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Verse 1]
Dm        C         Bb       C  
I had this little bad thing somethin' like them 10's
Dm        C         Bb       C  
She gave a nigga mad brain somethin' like the wiz
Dm        C         Bb       C  
But you see the sad thing fuckin' with her is
Dm        C         Bb       C  
Is the chick ain't even have brains dummy like a bitch
Dm        C         Bb       C  
So I tried to show her
Dm        C         Bb       C  
About the world and about just who we really are
Dm        C         Bb       C  
And where we've come and how we still have to go really far
Dm        C         Bb       C  
Like baby look at how we live broke on the boulevard
Dm        C         Bb       C  
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
Dm        C         Bb       C  
Then all I really want is for her to go down low
Dm        C         Bb       C  
Before you know it she wet enough to get drowned slow
Dm        C         Bb       C  
And all that deep shit I was previously down for
Dm        C         Bb       C  
Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
Dm        C         Bb       C  
You see I peeped it, pussy is power
Dm        C         Bb       C  
That proud feelin' we get knowin' that pussy is ours
Dm        C         Bb       C  
And how it feels to feel that feelin' you feelin' when you be drillin' that shit
Dm        C         Bb       C  
Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit
Dm        C         Bb       C  
And all the pain the world cause
Dm        C         Bb       C  
She be healin' that shit
Dm        C         Bb       C  
And nah that ain't your girl dog
Dm        C         Bb       C  
But you be feelin' that chick
Dm        C         Bb       C  
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
Dm        C         Bb       C  
But in the mean time it's lights please

[Chorus]
Dm        C         
Lights please
Bb       C  
Lights please
Dm        C   
Turn off the lights
Bb       C  
For now everything just seems so right
Dm        C   
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Bb       C  
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

Dm        C         
Lights please
Bb       C  
Lights please
Dm        C   
Turn off the lights
Bb       C  
For now everything just seems so right
Dm        C   
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Bb       C  
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

[Verse Two]
Dm        C         Bb       C 
So now we in the hotel
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Mirrors on the ceilin'
Dm        C         Bb       C 
She say she wanna blow L's
Dm        C         Bb       C 
I hear her and I'm willin'
Dm        C         Bb       C 
But everytime I smoke well a nigga mind gone
Dm        C         Bb       C 
So that every word I spoke well I'm tryin' to put her on
Dm        C         Bb       C 
But she couldn't hear me
Dm        C         Bb       C 
I told her all about how we been livin' a lie
Dm        C         Bb       C 
And that they'd love to see us all go to prison or die
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Like baby look at how they show us on the TV screen
Dm        C         Bb       C 
But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Then all I really want is for her to get on top
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Before you know it she workin' jerkin' it non stop
Dm        C         Bb       C 
And all that next shit I was previously talkin'
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Is now that wet shit that I'm currently lost in
Dm        C         Bb       C 
And while that sweat drip I am reminded
Dm        C         Bb       C 
All the times my brother told me that pussy is blindin'
Dm        C         Bb       C 
I'm findin' the more I grow the more y'all seem to stay the same
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game
Dm        C         Bb       C 
And ain't it shameful how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
Dm        C         Bb       C 
To a baby that took two to make
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Coward nigga you a fake
Dm        C         Bb       C 
How gon' look in your sons face and turn your back
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Then go start another family dog what type of shit is that?
Dm        C         Bb       C 
She said it's okay
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Rubbed my head and told me to relax
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Laid a nigga down proper like she was recordin' tracks
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Said I know you wanna change the world
Dm        C         Bb       C 
But for the night please
Dm        C         Bb       C 
Just reach over and hit the lights please

[Chorus]
Dm        C         
Lights please
Bb       C  
Lights please
Dm        C   
Turn off the lights
Bb       C  
For now everything just seems so right
Dm        C   
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Bb       C  
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

Dm        C         
Lights please
Bb       C  
Lights please
Dm        C   
Turn off the lights
Bb       C  
For now everything just seems so right
Dm        C   
And how you make the darkness seem so bright
Bb       C  
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

[Outro]
Bb       C  
Uh uh uh
Dm        C 
Lights please
Bb       C  
Uh uh uh
Dm        C 
Lights please
Bb       C  
Uh uh uh
Dm        C 
Lights please
Bb       C  
Turn off the lights
Dm        C 
Lights Please</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/j-en/j-cole/light-please-j-cole.html">Light Please</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>[Intro] C#m F#m Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga C#m G#m Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span></p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre>[Intro]
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her

[Verse 1]
     C#m                             F#m
Sometimes you worry bout the things he can provide for ya
     C#m                             G#m
Whenever you around I seem to come alive for ya
     C#m                             F#m
I finally recognize the feelings that's inside for ya
     C#m                             G#m
Although I know your man and trust me he would die for ya
     C#m                             F#m
These quiet thoughts of you been going on for years now
     C#m                             G#m
I saw you in the party, soft lips, soft spoken
     C#m                             F#m
I came and talked to you but homie interfered now
     C#m                             G#m
He introduced you as his girl and I was heartbroken
     C#m                             F#m
Some people talk about that love at first sight shit
     C#m                             G#m
To keep it real I don't know whether I believe it's true
     C#m                             F#m
But if it is then tell me if I'm wrong or right
     C#m                             G#m
If I fell in love with you before I ever even knew
     C#m                             F#m
I catch your eye then look away as if it never happened
     C#m                             G#m
At times I feel as though I'm caught up in a strange dream
     C#m                             F#m
If eyes could talk then mines would tell ya that I'm feeling you
     C#m                             G#m
Sometimes I swear your eyes be telling me the same thing

[Pre-Hook]
     C#m                             F#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams
     C#m                               G#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)
     C#m                             F#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams
     C#m                               G#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)

[Hook].
C#m                             F#m
Club jumping, don't stop, off top
     C#m                               G#m
But you know we only go 'till 2 o'clock
C#m                             F#m
Put yo motherfuckin' hood up, it's the weekend
     C#m                               G#m
Drop that, back that ass up and bitches get to freaking
C#m                             F#m
Last call at the bar, ladies get a drink, nigga get some balls
     C#m                               G#m
Ain't no telling you gonna see that bitch tomorrow
C#m                             F#m
Stop holding up the wall waiting for the right song
     C#m                               G#m
Better holla cause you know they bout to cut the lights on

[Verse 2]
And put my number in it—
     C#m                             F#m
I'm staring at you from afar, I'm wondering about you
     C#m                            G#m
Like, where you from and who you are?
     C#m                             F#m
'Cause you a star—no, not the type that snort the white lines
   C#m                             G#m
I mean the type to light the night time, I heard you got a man
 C#m                             F#m
But who in their right mind letting you out the house alone?
C#m                             G#m
Tell me is your house a home?
C#m                             F#m
Why you in the club looking like you out your zone?
C#m                             G#m
Now be discreet and pull out your phone and put my number in it
     C#m                             F#m
Text a nigga when your man leave you unattended
     C#m                             G#m
On a scale from 1 to 10 that girl's a hundred and I want it
     C#m                             F#m
No question, I know destiny well
     C#m                             G#m
And though I sin the Lord blessing me still
     C#m                             F#m
Every saint got a past, every sinner got a future
Every loser gotta win and every winner gotta lose someday
They say it's just a matter of time
And if I had my way then you would be mine

[Pre-Hook]
     C#m                             F#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams
     C#m                               G#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)
     C#m                             F#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams
     C#m                               G#m
She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (listen)


[Hook].
C#m                             F#m
Club jumping, don't stop, off top
     C#m                               G#m
But you know we only go 'till 2 o'clock
C#m                             F#m
Put yo motherfuckin' hood up, it's the weekend
     C#m                               G#m
Drop that, back that ass up and bitches get to freaking
C#m                             F#m
Last call at the bar, ladies get a drink, nigga get some balls
     C#m                               G#m
Ain't no telling you gonna see that bitch tomorrow
C#m                             F#m
Stop holding up the wall waiting for the right song
     C#m                               G#m
Better holla cause you know they bout to cut the lights on

[Bridge]
C#m                             F#m
I know you were made for me but
C#m                             G#m
Darling don't you wait for me
C#m                             F#m
'Cause I can see the promised land
C#m                        G#m
But I can't do no promising
C#m                             F#m
I know you were made for me but
C#m                             G#m
Darling don't you wait for me
C#m                             F#m
'Cause I can see the promised land
C#m                      G#m
But I can't do no promising

[Outro]
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her
     C#m                             F#m
Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it, nigga
     C#m                               G#m
Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want her</pre><p>The post <a href="https://dieza.net/en/chords-en/j-en/j-cole/deja-vu-j-cole.html">Deja Vu</a> first appeared on <a href="https://dieza.net">dieza.NET</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
		
		
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