Chord Gold Fronts by Foushee

Intro F# D# G#m C# Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm F# D# G#m C# Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm Verse 1 F# D# They don't make enough paper G#m C# All this stream of thought spilling off my notebook F# D# And they don't make the sane type anymore G#m C# All my homies got problems and Pre-Chorus F# D# We self medicate G#m What'd you do today? C# I stared at my phone for hours F# Since the city's fucked D# Why don't we twist one up G#m C# Stretch out, hmm, hmm Chorus F# D# They can't take our gold fronts away G#m Let 'em shine C# F# They can't take our gold fronts away D# G#m C# Let 'em shine Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm, hmm-hmm Verse 2 F# D# They don't make enough days in a month G#m C# I got plans and they're all piled up Ooh-ooh, yеah F# D# And I think this year had a personal vendеtta G#m C# There's always 2031 Pre-Chorus F# D# We self medicate G#m What'd you do today? C# I laid here for hours and hours F# Since the city's fucked D# Why don't we twist one up G#m C# Stretch out, out, ooh-ooh Chorus F# D# They can't take our gold fronts away G#m C# Let 'em shine Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, hey, hey F# D# They can't take our gold fronts away They can't take my gold fronts away G#m C# Let 'em shine F# D# They can't take our gold fronts away They can't take my gold fronts away G#m C# Let 'em shine F# D# Hmm, hmm They can't take my gold fronts away G#m C# F# Hmm-hmm, they can't take They can't take my gold fronts away, they can't take our, no D# G#m C# They can't take our gold fronts away, yeah, oh, oh, oh Verse 3 -Lil Wayne F# They can't take my gold fronts D# G#m They can't take these white cups that I just poured up N.C. They can't take these gold teeth C# F# They can't take this gold leaf that I just rolled up N.C. They can't take my gold blunt D# Can't tape my bullet holes up G#m Can't take my close up N.C. They can't break my hoes up C# They can't break these shoulders F# Or make my quota N.C. And I'm the one they take their notes from D# The one they try to take their flow from G#m And if they drip, then I'm the one that it all flows from C# F# Silence of the Lamb, don't wake this GOAT up N.C. They can't take the same road up D# They can't take when I roll up G#m With both my doors up N.C. They can't take all these chokers C# F# The gold one, the yellow gold, white gold, nor the rose one D# Can't break all these boulders I broke up G#m New one make me hate my old one C# New bae ate my soul up N.C. Type of shit make me fold up F# D# But I'm still ho-hum, I just can't take it slow, huh? N.C. I just can't fake it, no front G#m It's me and Fousheé N.C. They just can't take this cold front C# They just can't take my gold fronts F# And this is golden D# Outro G#m C# I'm like, "Hold up F# D# No one can take my gold fronts away G#m C# No one can take my gold fronts away" F# D# G#m C# F#