Swamp

F
I could be here all day. You're 
gonna tell me what I need to know.
G                       Em       
You're gonna tell me. Are you 
              Eb
gonna tell me? Come on, spit it 
out...
Me Ilamo Roberto y este es el camino
 al éxito.

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt 
Champion]
Am                          Dm
Fucking commas up from the outside
            Am                F
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                           
Fu-fucking dollars up from the 
 Dm
outside
             Am                Dm
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
Am
My daddy taught me how to sell dope
Dm
Turn grams into elbows
Am
Light it up when the L rolled
F
Black mask, used to kick doors
Am
Wasn't no bullets in the guns though
Dm
Niggas still never argued
Am
Raid the house like the task force
Dm
Me and my niggas like drug dogs
Am
Find the dope den we take off
Dm
Fuck my girl with my chain on
Am
Bitch, you tatted my name on it
F
Yellowstone I was raised on it
Am
Actavis in my baby bottle
Dm
Baby stroller was an Impala
Am
Niggas like to talk down on me
C
When I see 'em I don't hear about it

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt 
Champion]
Am                          Dm
Fucking commas up from the outside
            Am                F
From the outside, from the outside
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 Am                           
Fu-fucking dollars up from the 
 Dm
outside
             Am                Dm
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
E                            Dm
Never would've have met my friends 
if not for satellites
E                         Dm
Yeah, I'll cuff her even if she do 
not suck me right
Am                       Dm
Always planned to be a rapper when I
 failed at life
Am                  C            
Luckily professor failed me at 
    Dm
the proper time
Am                   Dm
Shh-shh, shh, I say please all the 
time, bitch
E                            F
Shh-shh, shh, I like white collar 
crime, bitch
A                     Dm
Shh-shh, shh, money digital broke 
and
Em                      Dm
Shh-shh, shh, Ghana prince in your 
messages

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
G                       D
I know you hate me for leavin'
Then let's go crazy together
When I tell ya all the things that 
I'm thinking
        Dm
So that we could get better
                     Am
But you wanna put my heart on the 
stretcher
              Dm
I don't got insurance for this 
pressure
                 Am
Wanna find the benefits, I can't 
measure
                   Dm
Trying not to run out on my temper
              Am
I can see the ash and the ember
                    Dm
That was made from emotional texture
                    Am
I don't know why I took this 
endeavor
         F
Don't identify with oppressors
         Am
Don't identify with surrender
            Dm
All of my old friends fair-weather
               Am
Gotta treat my heart like a treasure
              C              Dm
'Cause all I know is no one else 
will

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt 
Champion]
Am                          Dm
Fucking commas up from the outside
            Am                F
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                           
Fu-fucking dollars up from the 
 Dm
outside
             Am                Dm
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?

[Verse 4: Joba]
Am
You do not know me
                  Dm
Don't speak of my homies
           Am
You are a phony
Quit pinnin' shit on me
Dm
You gon' bring out the old me
Am
You don't wanna know what I wanna do
Dm
When y'all talk down on my name
Am
I don't wanna see you in the street
       Dm
'Cause I might catch a case
Am                        Dm
People smile when they face to face 
(woo, woo, woo!)
Am                                
Then turn their back and switch up
  Dm
 words you say (ah, ah, ah!)
Am                       Dm
Running to the papers everyday (woo,
 woo, woo!)
Em                        Dm
I'm running to the paper anyway (ah,
 ah, ah!)

[Hook: Kevin Abstract & Matt 
Champion]
Am                          Dm
Fucking commas up from the outside
            Am                F
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                           
Fu-fucking dollars up from the 
 Dm
outside
             Am                Dm
From the outside, from the outside
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
 Am                       Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?
Am                         Dm
They been talkin' down on me, (huh) 
what ya say?