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Sylvan LaCue

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  			Intro 

Verse 
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I been thinking centuries 
            Ebm 
In twenty years will these niggas mention me? 
I'm all in your odds 
                 Bbm 
Don't know many times I've played these cards 
                 Ebm 
Just keep your guard and disregard facades 
Tunnel vision has brought me this far 
Bbm 
Hennessy guzzling, lies have been muzzling 
Fuck was I, yo 
Ebm 
Holding grudges, I should let these bygones be bygones 
Bbm 
If I'm on then I'm gone, and my dawns can flourish in peace 
Ebm 
Snakes will never be stand up 
                                     Bbm 
I had to switch up my stanzas, was money motivated 
                 Ebm 
Ironically, no apologies 
I thought it would be wiser to speak the truth 
    Bbm 
I'm tired of struggling, I'm tired of making excuses 
              Ebm 
If you want change then make a change, don't get lost in the 'clusive 
                 Bbm 
That shit ain't conducive of forward thinking 
                    Ebm 
Too many blacks is dying 
Too many cops acquitted 
                        Bbm 
My skin is a splitting image of fear and misunderstanding 
                             Ebm 
I feel like my mistakes done cost some chances 
But fuck that shit, at least I caught some glances 
Bbm 
I can smell it, stronger than fakeness around the corner 
Ebm 
Gotta be bigger than self, don't ask me out if you want ta 
Bbm 
Don't say I never warned ya 
                              Ebm 
Music was all I had, I turned away the world to find myself 
                                          Bbm 
You know I hate to brag, but fuck your legacy 
I followed no recipe, this is my shit 
Ebm 
Rather build from the bottom then stand behind of your cockpit 
Bbm 
Use my talents to better humanity 
                Ebm 
How long will I be a slave to desires and vanity 
                  Bbm 
I search for the man in me 
Responsibility for my passion 
           Ebm 
I pray that my talents be used by the law for more action 
                    Bbm 
Can't leave this world with nothing but judgment of acts reenacted and form emotion 
Ebm 
What have you done to make my land a better place though? 
       Bbm 
Nigga case closed, since my father I don't carry on with 
Ebm 
Refusing offers from seat and sponsors 
                       Bbm 
You so accomplished, you so above 
All this nonsense, self-righteous 
                     Ebm 
Come and write this sense of, higher purpose to ruin past creative felt like this, mmm 
Bbm                                                   Ebm 
Amazing grace, you face mistakes, my pen escape, then wake your soul 
and witness how long it actually tends to take 
     Bbm 
I pressed the breaks so many times, I might as well be a mom 
Ebm 
I move in silence but nothing actually climbs 
                 Bbm 
Don't lose your soul, nigga 
                                        Ebm 
Don't ever lose your purpose when it's told, nigga 
                                  Bbm                                                   Ebm 
Be aware of those who never wanna fold with you but go with you, when more figures, go swole picture 
These cold niggas invest in my whole liver 
Bbm 
Fuck them toxins, My brother surrounded by oxytocins 
Ebm 
Told him I'd whip his ass if I found him around them problems 
Bbm 
Drug culture, used to glorify the sellers 
            Ebm 
But now we users, open abusers, destroying ourselves 
Bbm 
Avoiding thy hell, or preach your head off 
                                Ebm 
I'm feeling best off when I'm open and private 
                               Bbm 
Fuck all that silence, what constitutes the root of suicide? 
I know some niggas who cried 
Ebm 
Came to my side, nothing but tears in their eyes 
         Bbm 
Like "I wish my homie heard your music", he'd probably survive 
Ebm 
Chills down my spine and what I'm concerned with 
                  Bbm                                                      Ebm 
Spotify plays and how to make amends with niggas I give two fucks about so I can route 
how to maximize this clout 
              Bbm 
I owe y'all apologies 
See, I been making music for the wrong reasons 
Ebm 
I think my vanity's catching up with my sense of being 
Bbm 
I think my lust for status is tragic, imagine 
Ebm 
Ain't spoke to friends in like seven months for this passion 
Bbm 
Fuck all that reenacting, I'm more concerned with memes than taking action 
Ebm                                                  Bbm 
Then getting public with strangers, and hating or acting 
                                Ebm 
A slave to these boxes while suffocating through all this madness 
                                            Bbm 
I cannot suffer, I have a voice that needs more extracting 
             Ebm 
I'ma do everything in my power to watch the masses 
I'ma get... 
    	

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