8AM In Charlotte Drake

Lyrics and guitar chords

  • [1] Guitar chords
Original Key: Cm Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 75
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[Intro]
 IC#m7n God's hands (ConductoG#mr
 BG#me gratefuC#m7l   
 ThC#m7at He was there G#m   
 GloG#mry (Yeah)
 I'm C#m7out here on the road
 You can hear it in the vG#moice (Glory)
 Ah em, still get this shit off, thC#m7ough
 Look C#m7    

[VERSE ONE]
 TG#mhe money speakin' for itself, I call it fortune tellC#m7    
 C#m7Fire top from a bitch that work at corporate salesG#m   
 ChiG#mnchilla ushanka, we skiin' out in Courchevel
 BrC#m7eakin' news, they tried to kill him, but the boy prevails

 G#mI leave for tour and my niggas fuckin' Go to jail
 PrC#m7eachin' to the dogs 'bout wantin' more for themselves
 G#mIt's weighin' heavy on my moral scale
 Knowin' they gC#m7on' sell another citizen 'cane, they think they Orson Welles

 G#mWalk in Chanel, they like, "How the fuck you need more Chanel?"
 IC#m7 got these cats tuckin' tails on fourth quarter sales
 IG#m'm used to seein' tears drop over enormous meals
 TC#m7he restaurant clears out, faint echoes of Lauryn Hill

 G#mI say, "We gotta talk about us," I feel like Jordan Peele
 CoC#m7uld tell I'm gettin' under your skin like a orange peel
 'CG#mause your words don't match your actions like a foreign film
 AC#m7nd now it's silence in the Lamb' like the horror film

 G#mThings get quiet after me statin' the obvious
 ThC#m7ings get kinky after fifteen years of dominance
 ThG#mat October sky is lookin' ominous
 ThC#m7e money is autonomous

 Shout' to Oliver North, he out in RC#m7ome doin' Toronto shit
 AnC#m7d Jeremiah the watchdog, you niggasC#m7 know what time it is
 I'mG#m in and out of Houston Hobby so mG#much, I'm a hobbyist
 Hoes waitin' on Cench in the loC#m7bby, that boy a lobbyist

 G#mSavage got a green card straight out of the consulate
 Where I go, you go, brotC#m7her, we Yugoslavian
 Formal is the dress code, dG#mawg, so many checks owed
 I G#mfeel Czechoslovakian, niggC#m7a, what the fuck?

 NC#m7ah, I'm movin' different right now, for real, G#mlike
 I G#mfeel like if Mike switched out the glove for the pen,C#m7 like
 ThC#m7is shit just too enticing right now, you know? G#m   
 LG#mook

[VERSE TWO]
 DiG#mamonds Do the silly dance, I raiC#m7se up the wine glass
 Metal detectors beepin' and securiG#mty bypass
 TG#mhe numbers goin' up, someC#m7one pull up the line graph
 TC#m7he days are goin' by, it's like I'm livG#min' in time lapse
 Been talkin' to AdC#m7el like he majored in finance
 SC#m7hania Twain, notepad, I'm makiG#mn' it line dance
 You tG#mryna rob me, and it's gon' C#m7feel like you
 sitC#m7tin' at your favorite restaurant 'cause, niggG#ma, that's where you dyin' at
 MG#mob ties, I swear we like a biC#m7tch with fine sisters
 anC#m7d fine cousins, the family alG#ml bad
 IG#m'm preachin' to the dawgs about cleanin' they imaC#m7ges 
 I sC#m7wear I'm like a young T.D. Jakes to my menG#maces
 Long kiss goodnight, PDA for my nemC#m7esis
 ThreC#m7e hunnid acres, PGA on the premisG#mes 
 G#mThat's what's really brackin' like this verse in parenthesC#m7es  
 I'C#m7m givin' hits to niggas on some, don't even mention it


Like, don't even worry about it, like
 You can hG#mit me back whenever, or
 Or don't, yoC#m7u know?
 It C#m7is what it is, I guesG#ms  
 YG#meah, Bm
 LG#mook

[VERSE THREE]
 G#mYou young boys take some of that money and setC#m7 it aside
 NoC#m7t havin' enough to pay your tax is a federG#mal crime
 YG#mou niggas obsessed with me, and it's not on no heterC#m7o vibe
 HC#m7andle beef so quiet, you think that I'm lettin'G#m it slide
 NeG#mxt thing you know, we tip toein' past enemC#m7y lines
 DisC#m7s me so long ago, we making your memoriG#mes fly
 G#mConspiracy theories start floatin' 'round like the KennedyC#m7 guy
 IC#m7'll prolly hold a grudge against you guys 'til I'm seventG#my five
 AyyG#m, niggas lyin' for a livin', I couldn't relC#m7ate 
 C#m7We all gotta lay in the bed we make, but that couldnG#m't be Drake

 G#mYou forced a lot of fake love when real ones stoC#m7od in your face
 ThC#m7at's why you got deserted by your niggas like puddG#min' and cake
 G#mI got you on camera bowin' down, but the footC#m7age is safe
 TC#m7hank God, another USB to put G#min the safe
 TG#mhank God, at the crib, dippin' my fooC#m7t in the lake
 C#m7I swear that y'all turned me into the villain, I couldn't escapeG#m   
 NG#mot sayin' I'm the best at what I do
 I'mC#m7 just sayin' that it's me versus whoever wanna lose
 PiG#mck any one of the Who's Whos, I got .22s for new C#m7crews
 RC#m7.I.P. to the DJ from Houston, we loose sG#mcrews
 HeliG#mcopters, cop lights, and news crews
 NiC#m7ggas steady cryin' to my daddy, well, boo G#mhoo
 G#mYou prolly heard a lot about the boy, well, truC#m7e, true, haha
[Outro]
(In God's hands) Yeah

(Be grateful)

(That He was there)

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