Tag: Lil Skies

This is the chord progression of Magic by Lil Skies on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

Dbm
(Dbm)Yeah
Roll one up and hit this (A)magic
Roll one up and hit this (Dbm)magic
(Dbm)With the gang we ball out, it can get tragic
(Dbm)All we got, we gon’ let you niggas have(A) it
(A)Stuck in my ways, think I need to change my habits

(A)What would you do if you were me and didn’t have (Dbm)shit?
(Dbm)Look in the mirror, now I’m feeling like a savage
(Dbm)Tell my son I love him, for him I’ma make it happen
(A)Now my dreams reality, not goin’ back to trappin’
(A)You say that you proud of me, I turn my back, you laughin’
(Dbm)Now I hit the scene, they like “Lights, camera, action!”
(Dbm)Livin’ in a dream, now my music they be blastin’
(A)Step out, I’m a star, always in the latest fashion
(A)Had to set the bar, niggas try to catch me lackin’

(Dbm)Bank account for my son, he won’t have to struggle
(Dbm)You can see it in my eyes, all I do is (A)hustle
(A)They try to knock me off my feet, I’m ready to rumble
(A)Feel like I ain’t ate in weeks, workin’ off the (Dbm)muscle
(Dbm)Oh yeah, oh my, we ride
(Dbm)For my brothers, no lie
(Dbm)All you niggas can die
(A)Never wrong, they right
(A)Yeah, I ain’t changin’ my side

(A)Yeah, we in it for life
(A)’Cause if you down, you ridin’
(Dbm)Roll one up and hit this magic
(Dbm)With the gang we ball out, it can get tragic
(Dbm)All we got, we gon’ let you niggas have it
(A)Stuck in my ways, think I need to change my habits
(A)What would you do if you were me and didn’t have shit?
(Dbm)Look in the mirror, now I’m feeling like a savage
(Dbm)Tell my son I love him, for him I’ma make it happen
(A)Now my dreams reality, not goin’ back to trappin’
(A)You say that you proud of me, I turn my back, you(Dbm) laughin’
(Dbm)Ay, how could you lie to my face?
(Dbm)People claim that they be loyal, they be takin’ up space
Seen my(A) broski lose his heart when he was fightin’ that case

(A)Took so many L’s, I’m not goin’ back to those days
I’ma (Dbm)treat you how you treat me, do you like how it tastes?
(Dbm)Shorty, you’s a one-nighter, can’t treat you like my ace
I (A)got way too many problems to be worried I’m straight
(A)Me and Craig sellin’ weed, had to watch for the jakes
On the(Dbm)road this shit crazy, I get eighty a show
(Dbm)Save my money, stack it up, it look like I’m sellin’ dope
Foreign (A)cars, drive ’em fast, I never done this before
(A)Get high, drown out my problems, let me pour me a four, yeah
(Dbm)Roll one up and hit this magic

(Dbm)With the gang we ball out, it can get tragic
(Dbm)All we got, we gon’ let you niggas have it
(A)Stuck in my ways, think I need to change my habits
(A)What would you do if you were me and didn’t have shit?
(Dbm)Look in the mirror, now I’m feeling like a savage
(Dbm)Tell my son I love him, for him I’ma make it happen
(A)Now my dreams reality, not goin’ back to trappin’
(A)You say that you proud of me, I turn my back, you(Dbm) laughin’

This is the chord progression of Going Off by Lil Skies on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

Bm
(Bm)Yeah
(Bm)It’s a lot of kings in this room, nigga
(Bm)In the room (Room)

(Bm)It’s a lot of kings in the room
(Bm)I’ve been gettin’ money, I don’t know care what they assume
(Bm)I’ve been going off like I don’t got nothin’ to lose
(Bm)We’ve been makin hits since like 1992
(Bm)I wasn’t alive, but I still was making moves
(Bm)Ahead of my time, I am not these other dudes
(Bm)She hopped inside my car and saw the stars, went to the moon
(Bm)I am not amazed, baby, this is what I do
(Bm)You’re fcking with that lame, only put the blame on you

(Bm)Big body bands blowin’ gas out the roof
(Bm)Nigga think it’s sweet until I punched him in his tooth
(Bm)We’re some real steppers, really goin’ with the mood
(Bm)He thought he had the juice until he came up on the news
(Bm)No cap, I was born to drip
(Bm)I tell them niggas come and get me, I ain’t runnin’ from shit
(Bm)My broski keep a Glock .30 just to unload a clip
(Bm)He ain’t shootin’ shots to miss if he bustin’ some rip
(Bm)Real hot boy like wait it, oh, I’m on my grind
(Bm)Bitch told me I’m a lunatic, I’m out my mind
(Bm)Got them diamonds Fiji in my mouth, you see me shine
(Bm)Niggas leechin’, tryna stick to me like porcupine

(Bm)You was loyal and then you turned fake (Fake)
(Bm)I don’t want none of your love, I’d rather stack cake (Cake)
(Bm)I don’t make of these songs with a straight face (Face)
(Bm)Foreign stepper on my sneaker, that’s a cool ape (Ape)

(Bm)It’s a lot of kings in the room
(Bm)I’ve been gettin’ money, I don’t know care what they assume
(Bm)I’ve been going off like I don’t got nothin’ to lose
(Bm)We’ve been makin hits since like 1992
(Bm)I wasn’t alive, but I still was making moves
(Bm)Ahead of my time, I am not these other dudes
(Bm)She hopped inside my car and saw the stars went to the moon
(Bm)I am not amazed, baby, this is what I do
(Bm)You’re fking with that lame, only put the blame on you

(Bm)Diamond choker chain, could’ve fked her in the pool
(Bm)I dropped out of college to sell weed then hit the stu’
(Bm)Mad because I made it and it didn’t work for you
(Bm)My bitch stay in Chanel, she don’t wear no Jimmy Choo
(Bm)We ran up them numbers, being us, fk being cool
(Bm)I ain’t sell my soul, I stayed the same, I team the truth
(Bm)What you know about getting that work, making it poof?
(Bm)Bitch we smokin’ gas, that’s why there’s puffings in the room

(Bm)It’s a lot of kings in the room
(Bm)I’ve been gettin’ money, I don’t know care what they assume
(Bm)I’ve been going off like I don’t got nothin’ to lose
(Bm)We’ve been makin hits since like 1992
(Bm)I wasn’t alive, but I still was making moves
(Bm)Ahead of my time, I am not these other dudes
(Bm)She hopped inside my car and saw the stars went to the moon
(Bm)I am not amazed, baby, this is what I do
(Bm)You’re fking with that lame, only put the blame on you
(Bm)Only put the blame on you