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Kendrick Lamar - Humble Chords

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Humble Chords

(ver. 1)
Kendrick Lamar
[Intro]
Fm              Gm
Wicked or weakness
Fm              Gm
You gotta see this
Fm              Gm
Waaaaay (yeah, yeah!)

[Verse 1]               
Fm    C#m        A#m        G#       A#m    Fm
Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances
C#m      A#m     Fm
Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits
                Fm         Gm
But now I'm countin' this
 A#m      G#   Fm        
Parmesan where my accountant lives
               Fm
In fact, I'm downin' this
A#m            Fm        A#m    G#   A#m             Fm     
D'USSE with my boo bae, tastes like Kool-Aid for the an*lysts
 A#m         Fm                                Fm
Girl, I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub
                  Fm                           Fm
Ooh, that pussy good, won't you sit it on my taste bloods?
               Fm                             Fm
I get way too petty once you let me do the extras
A#m     G#   A#m  Fm      A#m     G#   A#m             Fm
Pull up on your block, then break it down: we playin' Tetris
             Fm                     Fm
A.M. to the P.M., P.M. to the A.M., funk
                    Fm                              Fm                                
p**s out your per diem, you just gotta hate 'em, funk
              Fm                           Fm
If I quit your BM, I still ride Mercedes, funk
               Fm                                Fm
If I quit this season, I still be the greatest, funk
N.C.                                      
My left stroke just went viral
Fm                          Fm
Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral
         Fm                         Fm
Soprano C, we like to keep it on a high note
Fm                           Fm        
It's levels to it, you and I know, b**ch, be humble

[Chorus]
                      Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                    Fm                        Fm
(Hol' up lil' b**ch, hol' up lil' b**ch) be humble
                        Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                        
(Sit down, hol' up, lil' b**ch)
    Fm
Be humble (b**ch)
                     Fm                          Fm              
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) b**ch, sit down
      Fm                             Fm                 
Lil' b**ch (hol' up, lil' b**ch) be humble
                      Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                                         Fm
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble
                                                      Fm
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**ch) sit down
                        Fm
(Hol' up lil' b**ch) be humble
                       Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
               
(Hol' up, sit down, lil' b**ch)
                           Fm
(Sit down, lil' b**ch, be humble)
                                                             Fm  
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**ch) b**ch, sit down
                     Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) be humble
                      Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                        Fm
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)

[Verse 2]
Fm              A#m            G#               A#m      
Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on man, man? (Man, man)
Fm       A#m     G#                  A#m  
Get the f**k off my stage, I'm the Sandman (Sandman)
Fm           A#m            G#            A#m  
Get the f**k off my dick, that ain't right
Fm              A#m            G#               A#m  
I make a play f**kin' up your whole life
Fm              A#m            G#               A#m  
I'm so f**kin' sick and tired of the Photoshop
Fm               A#m            G#               A#m  
Show me somethin' natural like afro on Richard Pryor
Fm              A#m            G#               A#m  
Show me somethin' natural like ass with some stretchmarks
Fm                  A#m                 G#             A#m  
Still will take you down right on your mama's couch in Polo socks, ayy
Fm                 A#m            G#               A#m  
This sh*t way too crazy, ayy, you do not amaze me, ayy
Fm                A#m      G#        A#m  
I blew cool from AC, ayy, Obama just paged me, ayy
Fm             A#m          G#               A#m  
I don't fabricate it, ayy, most of y'all be fakin', ayy
Fm              A#m                    G#               A#m  
I stay modest 'bout it, ayy, she elaborate it, ayy
Fm              A#m            G#               A#m  
This that Grey Poupon, that Evian, that TED Talk, ayy
Fm       A#m         G#           A#m  
Watch my soul speak, you let the meds talk, ayy
Fm   A#m           G#              A#m  
If I kill a nigga, it won't be the alcohol, ayy
Fm              A#m   G#                   A#m  
I'm the realest nigga after all, b**ch, be humble

[Chorus]
                      Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                    Fm                        Fm
(Hol' up lil' b**ch, hol' up lil' b**ch) be humble
                        Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                        
(Sit down, hol' up, lil' b**ch)
    Fm
Be humble (b**ch)
                     Fm                          Fm              
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) b**ch, sit down
      Fm                             Fm                 
Lil' b**ch (hol' up, lil' b**ch) be humble
                      Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                                         Fm
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) be humble
                                                      Fm
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**ch) sit down
                        Fm
(Hol' up lil' b**ch) be humble
                       Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
               
(Hol' up, sit down, lil' b**ch)
                           Fm
(Sit down, lil' b**ch, be humble)
                                                             Fm  
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, lil' b**ch) b**ch, sit down
                     Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) be humble
                      Fm
(Hol' up, b**ch) sit down
                        Fm
(Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up)
            
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