WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Belly - Might Not Chords | Ver. 1
[Intro]
C#m A B
C#m A B
[Verse]
C#m
Everybody 'round me sayin' I should relax cause
A B
I've been goin' hard 'til my eyes roll back but
C#m
All I wanna do is forget about my past and
A B
Smoke a little weed, really nothin' too drastic
[Verse]
C#m
Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smilin'
A B
Probably cause I'm faded or I'm chillin' with the fans and
C#m
Not really the type to let a nigga talk back but
A B
Imma let it slide cause my niggas too violent
[Verse]
C#m
Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habit
A B
Even if they had a million dollars, they'd be trappin'
C#m
Got a couple girls shootin' movies on the mattress
A B
Then I hit the booth, make the motherf**kin' soundtrack
[Verse]
C#m
Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma
A B
Then I get 'em faded off that super fantastic
C#m
Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic
A B C#m
Nobody can handle me, I'm gone when the sh*t's too strong
[Pre-chorus]
C#m
The night's too long
A B
I took too much and I've gone too far
[Chorus]
C#m
And I might not make it
I might not make it
A B
This time I might not make it
C#m
I might not make it
I might not make it
A B
This time I might not make it
C#m
I might not make it
I might not make it
A B
This time I might not make it
C#m
I might not
[Verse]
C#m
b**ches know, told a ho, "It's different strokes for different folks"
A B
Came up out the north, we was playin' with a different snow
C#m
Took my niggas from the four-one to pacific coast
A B
We no longer put no fish scale on the fishin' boat
[Verse]
C#m
Listen ho, I know all you b**ches want is liquor, smoke (Liquor, smoke)
C#m
I know all you b**ches want is dick and dough (Dick and dough)
C#m
Told her, "You don't gotta make it difficult"
A B
Baby, sit calm, we don't need another episode
[Verse]
C#m
Hippy b**ches sendin' me titty pictures
A B
She told me no religion was the new religion
C#m
She said she don't believe in God but her shoes Christian
A B
I heard she servin' everybody like the soup kitchen
[Verse]
C#m
Gettin' hoes higher, gettin' hoes higher
A B
She got work in the mornin', I'm gettin' hoes fired
C#m
Why the f**k you call it purp when you mix it pink?
A B C#m
You know I f**kin' mix the drinks when the sh*t's too strong
[Pre-chorus]
C#m
The night's too long
A B
I took too much and I've gone too far
[Chorus]
C#m
And I might not make it
I might not make it
A B
This time I might not make it
C#m
I might not make it
I might not make it
A B
This time I might not make it
C#m
I might not make it
I might not make it
A B
This time I might not make it
C#m
I might not
[outro]
C#m A B
