1980 Flow Akkorde von
Yung Bleu
Yung Bleu

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Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
Em
Em
C
C
Dsus4
Dsus4
1980
Em
Em
C
C
Dsus4
Dsus4
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D
flow vandross
Em
Em
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
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C
All this money give me confidence That I never had
you get money
Dsus4
Dsus4
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D
you get enemies that you never had
Em
Em
Tell the valet to park the Lambo'
C
C
Where he park the Jag'
My niggas back to back
Dsus4
Dsus4
D
D
Pour up the D'usse for my
Em
Em
niggas gone
Know you had a taste of this life
C
C
But you ain't get to see the peak
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D
So we gon' drink up tonight
Em
Em
And pop a bottle to success
In all my other endeavors
C
C
And show the fuck out on these
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D
Pussy niggas ain't on my level
Am
Am
We showed the city love
in a new car
C
C
I showed my ass off like I'm City Girls
Dsus4
Dsus4
D
D
I blew his head off tryna show
Em
Em
Off for a pretty girl
I'm underrated, on this album
C
C
I'ma show the world
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D
Stay on my pivot, be realistic
Em
Em
I paint this picture so vivid
I might blow the world
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C
My baby mama tellin' me she
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D
Want a lil' girl
Em
Em
Plus I been in and out of child
Support court with my first son
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C
I'm fighting for custody
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D
I don't want 'em to hurt none'
Am
Am
The way that I been prayin'
I should go to church some
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C
D
D
Keep it going, it's just first one,
Em
Em
yeah
Verse 3
C
C
And I feel like a lot of people
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D
Em
Em
Don't know shit 'bout my life
C
C
So I gotta fill you motherfuckers in
Dsus4
Dsus4
D
D
Em
Em
C
C
Dsus4
Dsus4
D
D
You gon' feel it
Verse 4
Em
Em
Live from the city like it's
Fox 10 breaking news
C
C
D
D
I'm from a city where every
Murder don't make the news
Em
Em
Gotta take the game how it come,
no
You can't make the rules
C
C
Mama got no gas in the car
D
D
That's why I'm late for school
Am
Am
Had to get some money to prosper
So I could make a move
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C
Might as well don't send
D
D
a deposit
If I can't take a tool
Em
Em
Mama raised a real ass nigga but
She ain't make a fool
C
C
You can lie your whole fuckin' life
D
D
But you gotta face the truth
Em
Em
Light some candles up in the studio
'fore I face the booth
C
C
I'll take the beat up Honda
D
D
Before I take the coupe
Em
Em
I'm just tryna be low- key, yeah
C
C
Dsus4
Dsus4
D
D
Don't give a fuck if you know me,
yeah
Am
Am
I know you never believed
C
C
I would ever achieve mama,
she was broke
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D
It was a blessing that I was conceived
Em
Em
Wrinkles in my jeans
I went through struggles
you never perceived
C
C
Back by any means
D
D
They tried to shackle my
wrists to my knees
Em
Em
Travel overseas to get a
bag
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C
Of some Mexican tree
Probably fuck a bitch
Dsus4
Dsus4
'cause she exotic
Em
Em
No tellin' with me fuck security
I gotta keep me a felon with me
C
C
Bitches on my dick like voodoo
Em
Em
I got the skeleton key
I speak from the root
It's so clean just like medical leaves
C
C
Hanging with a clique of thug
D
D
Em
Em
Niggas who treacherous theive
Plus I'm with a bitch who can't
Pronounce all her S's and T's
C
C
D
D
Bilingual, no singles, no jingle
Am
Am
Nigga, this the album
C
C
Told Columbia pick up the check
And this the outcome
D
D
Em
Em
Every nigga tried to come against me
They got outdone
Bossing through the party with some
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C
Guns you can't outrun
D
D
Em
Em
This that Big Pun, this that '95 Biggie
Mack Milly, ride with me
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C
When I'm slidin' through the city
D
D
Em
Em
I know niggas wanna get me
I'll smack a bitch silly
C
C
Dsus4
Dsus4
And bitch, I'm really worth a
D
D
Em
Em
Am
Am
milli'
Verse 5
C
C
See, everybody askin' me about my life
Dsus4
Dsus4
D
D
Em
Em
Shit, I'm just tryna live my life
C
C
D
D
Em
Em
RIP to all the real niggas gone
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C
D
D
RIP my brother Tyquan rIP G- Money,
Em
Em
RIP Vail
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C
D
D
RIP
Em
Em
Nipsey Hussle
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C
All the real niggas died by the clock
D
D
Em
Em
C
C
D
D
Am
Am
1980 flow

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